Behind Closed Door

January 4, 2009
By xDarithz SILVER, Lowell, Massachusetts
xDarithz SILVER, Lowell, Massachusetts
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Behind closed door,
I am sobbing.
I look composed,
Never showing.

Behind these eyes
Are tears I weep.
I seem content,
Ever fooling.

Behind this face,
there is plain pain.
I look beatific,
Never slipping.

Behind these lips,
I want to scream.
I seem tranquil,
Ever persuading.

Behind closed door,
I am laughing.
I look alive,
Never deceiving.



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Zero_K DIAMOND said...
on Nov. 12 2009 at 4:15 pm
Zero_K DIAMOND, Moosic, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"Life's no fun if you're not insane, otherwise you grow up to be an accountant." -Moi

Lovely, and sad in a beautiful kind of way, like broken glass. I love it.

-Blessed Be!

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on Nov. 12 2009 at 2:44 pm
AbbotRabbit GOLD, Abolana, District Of Columbia
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Favorite Quote:
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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This poem has great flow and insight.

I really enjoyed it.

Lovely poem darling =]

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amberV said...
on Jan. 24 2009 at 5:03 pm
very sad, but i like it...ppl dont know what others' lives are like "behind closed door".


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