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False Front
3 December, 2006
Author: Miztrebor

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All i am is a poet,
Only searching for my muze.
I am not the man,
The boy, standing in front of you.
The fakeness of smile,
With the sorrow in my eyes,
When i talk and laugh aloud.

This is not me!
I am here, only on this page,
Only inside of this empty heartfelt cage.
A prisoner to my own actions
Not truthful to the world.

Am i locked in here,
Or is there just two of me?
One that would Love to Love you
And one only to screw me over.

I do not know why i am,
Only where i want to be.
On the outside looking ion,
Looking not at myself,
But in your eyes.
The place where my heart
May have leaped.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Cassandra (74.71.2.157) -- Tuesday, March 6 2007, 02:49 pm

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This one makes me laugh, another subject most people can relate to, feeling misplaced. Fits you perfectly, well done. Spelling error, 'in'.
Miz Trebor (137.36.208.85) -- Tuesday, March 6 2007, 05:49 pm

Yet Again.

Yet again, catching my imperfect typing abilities.
 
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