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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2161267
A poem I wrote
People look at me
And think they know what is going on
Inside my head

They look at me
And think there is not much there

They think they can tell
What emotion I am feeling
But what they do not know is
I'm not feeling anything

Unless its one of thirteen certain days
Or maybe just a day
Where life wants to go my way

Don't assume
Because sometimes your assumptions are
Violently wrong.
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