Feel

I sigh, like a tree in a cold, unrelenting breeze
I try, like aching Atlas to carry the weight of the world
I cry, like a solitary wolf howling for her lonely dark moon
I lie, like a masked man who can't look in the mirror.
I reply, like a flimsy facade trying to conceal any pain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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July 6, 2011 at 10:09 AM
Nice first word ryme. Good work.
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