Insecurity..., by tcsmola
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The fear of a second of solitude..
hidden in the many hours of company...
the bitterness of a tear drop...
masked in the sweetness of a thousand laughs...
the constant feeling of sorrow...
mascaraed in the show of spasms of joy...
the hatred of thyself...
enacted as the love of others...
the need of achievement..
emancipated in a hundred shows of courage... |
Posted: 2010-03-08 09:49:05 UTC |
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