Chapter 1 - Practiced Smile
Submitted November 27, 2006 Updated November 27, 2006 Status Complete | Just a poem of how I feel like humans all wear a fake mask, and how I feel that most people don't really evenr know me...
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Chapter 1 - Practiced Smile
Chapter 1 - Practiced Smile
Vision Blurred,
dead to all but me.
Tears down
upon the floor.
Heart set on fire,
about to burst
in deep pain.
But I nod
a happy smile,
trying to free
myself from
all this pain.
My eyes give
a deadly gaze,
so back off,
or I swear...
No happiness will
ever again
gain entry into
my darkened soul.
Just leave me be.
I hate you not,
but I hate you
so much now.
My smile is one
of practice and
of rehersal.
I do not want
you to cry for me,
for I cry enough.
Love me not,
or love me so.
I do not care
dead to all but me.
Tears down
upon the floor.
Heart set on fire,
about to burst
in deep pain.
But I nod
a happy smile,
trying to free
myself from
all this pain.
My eyes give
a deadly gaze,
so back off,
or I swear...
No happiness will
ever again
gain entry into
my darkened soul.
Just leave me be.
I hate you not,
but I hate you
so much now.
My smile is one
of practice and
of rehersal.
I do not want
you to cry for me,
for I cry enough.
Love me not,
or love me so.
I do not care
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hayaikitsune on November 27, 2006, 9:14:24 AM
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Sweet Poem. This is another one of your best.