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Jul 2013
Look deep into my eyes,
And feel my pain....

You think that's a smile,
But my teeth grinding
Its not the same
These scars on my body
Helped prove my name.
I'm a tree that's cut
Stumped,
But I'll grow again.
Don't dandle my ego
So when they oppugn
My character.
I can reconcile my name.
Display the calluses
On my hands,
Because I can't show
The blisters on my brain.
Thoughts so deep
Ideas bleed out my vain.

Look deep into my eyes,
And feel my pain....
Jay Bryant
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Jay Bryant
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