rakkety tam
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Welcome, here you will find all the poetry I feel like letting you see. Enjoy! Comments thread located here. Hidden Storm Masks are such useless tools, A face can hide so many secrets, So many feelings. Eyes as still as a pond Can be churning with a boiling storm Just beneath the surface. Confusion and anxiety held at bay with an expression; Lethal intent hidden by a smile. Such deception possible, One statement, a million meanings. We resort to default answers. I'm fine, pretty good, anything but bad, And people actually buy it. How much can a face possibly hide? Experience says it can hide a lot, When no one notices your tone has changed, When no one notices you give shorter answers, When no one notices that you're quicker to snap, Because you're wearing a smile. How can they not see the truth behind it? How can you fool them all so well, When you don't want them to be fooled at all? What do you do then? You wear your mask, You reign in your emotions, And you pray that someone sees through the mask And into the hidden storm.
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