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Nov 2013
A rush of words and images flood my brain
So many thoughts in here
How much longer can I maintain?
This façade I put on of smiling good cheer
Can only fool those who can contain.
Those who walk among us deaf to their own ears
Desensitized from the rain.
Listening, waiting for those who see the fear.
Behind these eyes they see the pain
I scream for someone, anyone who can hear
But they don't listen to those who offer none to gain.
I feel the wind touch my skin and I know the end is near
Once I leave I return again
Only this time without fear.
Written by
Alessol  the moon
(the moon)   
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