December 22, 2011
By CallieAnne SILVER, Ledyard, Connecticut
CallieAnne SILVER, Ledyard, Connecticut
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You’re wearing a mask.
With your tired eyes and sagging skin,
Your angry lips slinging muddy contradictions,
With the winners and losers, rights and wrongs,
And fifty stars hidden in your silver tongue,
One would think it strange to show up
Wearing a mask.

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on Dec. 25 2011 at 12:58 pm
youngspeare BRONZE, Nairobi, Other
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Favorite Quote:
We wouldn't ask a rose that grew from the concrete for having damaged petals; in turn we'd all celebrate its tenacity, we'd all love tz will to reach the sun well we are the roses n these are my damaged petals don't ask me why thank God and ask me how

Simply BEAUTIFUL! No doubt you've got talent..keep posting, hope to see more! Please check out my poem "Ghosts of the Past" and RATE/COMMENT? I'd really appreciate it.


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