Starry-Eyed Cynic
no longer starry-eyed, not a cynic either. just me, being.
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Tuesday, June 14, 2011
a secret
sometimes a slight whisper
easily tamped down
sometimes a scream
rising towards the universe
yet no sound is heard
no motion is seen
i hide behind my smile
while inside a prisoner
my secret self
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