A blank face

January 27, 2009
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Are you like me?
or do I walk alone, like I will be?
I feel like a flower,
Pretty, secret, seen with others, and overlooked by human eye.
But yet, is destend to die.

Do I really feel this laughter?
Does it touch my heart?
My heart feels like midnight,
The darkest of hours,
Left in the memories of ours.

Does life always seem confusing...?
Does everyone feel like this?

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