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Jul 2014
You think you know me
Think I'm the joker of the pack,
Reading me isn't easy,
Many faces do I put up
To hide the many cracks that rise,
But I hide behind laughter, anger just below
I have to keep control.
Never to lose an inch, never to explode,
I am a puddle, calm on the surface
But turbulent under that,
I am a shallow lake
But all you see is a refection
Not really seeing what stirs beneath that,
Do not
Judge,
Presume.
Think you know my troubles
That lie just beneath the cracks,
Controlling,
Restraining,
Deep breaths,
Holding the tears back,
I wish to put it behind me
But times it runs, comes from behind,
Hitting me hard in the back.
Winding my emotions
Tears and rage flow
Uncontrolled
Alone
Fear
Anger
Take control
You stole a part of me
Something that even with time I can never get back.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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