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Pretending

January 12, 2013
By Anonymous

I can feel your prying eyes glaring
And all the others following eyes staring

Its summer outside, but frigid as winter on my skin
All the screeching voices in my head are starting to blend in

Terror gnaws at my insides and wells up in my tears
Curses being spit from mouths so harshly they fall upon my ears

Wincing at the emotion my face has betrayed
I will not be one to rain on my own parade

Inhale deep stand tall and polish a smile
Even if its phony, they'll be fooled for awhile.



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