A Part of Me

March 5, 2012
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The only way I can
get through life
is to keep hiding.
A part of me wants
to break free from
the cold, silver chains.
I can't take the heat,
my fists clench while
my face turns red.
My anger soon bursts
into red and orange
golden flames.
The rage thats been
building up for
days upon months.
A part of me wants
to keep hiding,
because thats just
a part of who I am.

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MaddyThepoet said...
Mar. 18, 2012 at 12:59 pm
In this poem, you seem really deep. Out of  all ur poems I like this one the best. 
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