Desire to Know the Fear

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Riddles  |  House: Booksie Classic

Poetry is one way we can let the world see a glimpse of what we think, when words escape us at the moment we need them most.

Hiding behine the face of another,

What you preseive yourself to be,

Let the real you be uncovered,

What are you?

What do you look like?

Are you the me I really see?

Ah, but hiding is what i do best. I must say.

For the real me, this me, it throws the terror into thoose around me.

You might even venture to say, it throws the terror into me.

MAL- 1-3-1995

Submitted: February 15, 2010

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ohh wow...its so good and deep...

Fri, May 13th, 2011 6:06pm


Thanks. Try reading some of my other stuff and i am going to be posting a new story in the next few days.


Fri, May 13th, 2011 11:09am

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