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Carolineby ~farside1985
When no one's lookingI grit me teethWhen no one's looking
And fake a smile As my tongue Holds down the bile. “They understand The things I do.” “These complex themes; They don’t fit you.” So they go off
To watch an Indy,
And get a drink At someplace trendy
While sit here I And hold back tears.
And deep inside Those childish fears Of good friends lost
And me alone Begin again
The endless drone-- They’ve picked the teams The odd man’s out. I won’t fit in, I don’t have clout.
And though I’m grown
I’m still not pi
by ~farside1985
AndreThe boy trudged up the frosted path, guided by an ancient tree from stories long ago. The sound of his heart beat in his ears as the cries inside his head threatened to burst forth. His face sallow, he looked out dim eyes at what lay before him. He heard a voice, far in the distance. Was the tree beginning to speak? “This boy….” Before he could make the rest out, the mist rolled about him, wrapping him in wisps of light and dew. His legs had forgotten how to stand. His face met the stained, wooden planks. “Andre,” A wide eyed girl with ringlets of bronzed fire clutched a small doll as she looked on, her smuAndre
by ~farside1985
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