The Wrath Pt. 2

February 15, 2011
By Isaak DeMaio GOLD, Williamsville, New York
Isaak DeMaio GOLD, Williamsville, New York
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Inside my protective shell,
I build thick massive walls,
I undermine senses of emotions,
and conceal a pure personality.
Flaunting natural abilities
of formulating new persons to be,
like soaped up clean dishes,
I ingeminate a sparkling new appearence,
that I reuse time and again.
Cryptic speech eloquently delivered,
fascinating clueless ignorant's
that sought answers by advice.
Hadn't a clue of deceit,
unworldly grief, and
overzealous emptiness that controls
hearing of logical statements.
Tearing down their walls,
crumbling under skin,
hearts subject to break,
lacking concrete ideas,
confidence, belief in oneself,
they're destined to fall,
from little white lies.
A secret revealed,
to those whom have collapsed
from the Wrath:
Never short change belief in yourself,
never doubt the first thought in your mind,
construct your barriers to an appropriate height,
and choose only those that you want to let in.

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