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Nov 2015
So many false truths
Even more honest lies
From beautiful youths
With such eager eyes
It is in such contradictions
We all become such slaves
To our own convictions
Until we fall asleep in our graves

These pits six feet deep
Tucked away in the back of the mind
With all the secrets we keep
Hoping no one will ever find
So afraid of what people think
About our scars and flaws
Knowing they won't see the link
Between the effect and the cause

Little do we know
Everyone has their fair share
That they won't show
For fear no one will care
As such all demons feed
On this cycle of pain and shame
Not only this they breed
Bringing more players to the game
Playing with my own thoughts and demons is fun sometimes, but for the most part it is a very scary and very real part of life that I know many people struggle with.  Poetry can be such a relieving outlet.
Jack Ghaven
Written by
Jack Ghaven  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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   Karen Hamilton
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