September 12, 2009
By , Bend, OR
as false as the life I pretend to lead,
cracking and breaking like a desert with no rain.
I can't let the tears show,
I won't let crystal drops fall
like music rain on paper.
Hide behind my not-so-perfect mask,
it's at least human.
Inside I feel nothing, want nothing,
care about everything.

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