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by jaki Aug 8, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
My face is my mask From the world that I hide My name is the calling To the rules that I abide My heart is the key To all of my living days My knife is the pain That makes its pay My scars are the truth Of the nights I survived My blood running hot Keeps my heart hanging loose My smile is what I fake From the days that seem so down My friends are what I keep close And my happiness is what they make
by Justin
Great poem, 5/5
by Shelby G.
Extraordinary! And I can so easily relate. wonderfully written. You had me at the first two line. :) keep up the good work -BlackBird