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Raw awareness of
Countless perceptions
Cloaked in bravado; steeped in deception

Attached by chance, or perhaps choice
To fickle company with humiliation’s voice
Constant requirement for assimilation
Or face the consequences of social annihilation

Monumental effort to discover within
Someone strong enough to survive inside this thin skin
Ugly and cruel before it happens to you
Watching the pack circle the unfortunate few,

Who, now looking back were stronger than most
And the alpha wolf leaders have all become ghosts
But what did we know then of altruism?
Walking around like open sores with clouded vision

Running the gauntlet of harsh adolescence
With fervor and passion not to be rivaled since
Heady memories only; both wicked and splendid
A secret locked time, into jaded minds blended

Carefully, in age we tread; to not be exposed
For the doorways back to our teenage wasteland
All have been closed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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