Your Disguise, My Disguise, Our Disguise

You put on a fake smile to hide what's buried deep into your eyes, you try and portray
this picture perfect life but it's only your disguise, cause if we only knew there's no
telling what you'd do, you'd probably want to load that gun and put it to your head, but
only to discover your already dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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December 30, 2010 at 3:57 AM
I enjoyed reading your excellent poetry this morning Kim. I will be back after the New Year to read more of your poetry. Wishing you a very Happy New Year. Love, Carol
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December 29, 2010 at 4:24 PM
Nice metaphor you have worded for though living but already dead, enjoyed this beautiful poem, kim
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