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Her smile tarnished by secrets
Her laughter brimming with tears
She's blinded by her insecurities
Confined by her fears.

Oblivious to those around her
Desperate, starving for affection
Afraid to show true emotion
Terrified of rejection.

Her eyes pleading for attention
Her confidence hitting the ground
Inside she is screaming
Yet no one hears a sound.

She feels that no one needs her
No one cares what she has to say
She lives this self destructive life
And hides herself day after day.

Her friends, however, see the truth
Her genuine feelings she can't disguise
They penetrate her mask of deceit
And deny every lie.

She realizes then that they care
For her they feel compassion and love
No matter how difficult, they'll be there
They are her angels from above!
©2005-2010 ~krazychic917
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To my best friend Paula

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:iconxetha:
good poem

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He is only a stranger, whom I have met before.
:iconkrazychic917:
Thanks . . . do you write poetry?

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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
:iconxetha:
yeah I do ^^

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He is only a stranger, whom I have met before.
:iconkrazychic917:
she hates that phrase with a passion (which is why i try to say it as much as possible :) )

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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
:iconeyes-s:
How sweet... Hmm... Very well written... Such a good flow to it!

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Doko ni mo ikanaide ~ Todoke todoke tooku e

~ Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora ~ Furikiru hodo... aoi aoi ano sora
:iconkrazychic917:
Thanks . . . how did you get my name?

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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
:iconeyes-s:
Just random. Saw your comment at Aella's journal. I thought the same thing about her age and poetry. So I checked your page out. :)

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Doko ni mo ikanaide ~ Todoke todoke tooku e

~ Mezashita no wa aoi aoi ano sora ~ Furikiru hodo... aoi aoi ano sora
:iconkrazychic917:
Well thanks for checking it out!

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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.

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