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Feb 2010
Knots and fakes and bellyaches.
I feel like I am acting.
Let me take away my mask,
and let you see me crying.

Who am I?
But who are you?
Two in the same but different.
I was choked and you were stroked.
While choking could have served you.

Take this leash from 'round my neck,
And let me tie you rightly.
I hold your fear and cry your tears,
While you go dancing nightly.

Calm the skies and rolling seas,
As I bite back my tears.
I'll rest here on my broken knees,
And serve your wish for years.
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   Serena Jungers
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