The Mask SpeaksA Poem by nevershoutnever.Speaking helps...
I am a tear: falling down a cheek.
I am a hand: holding anothers. My eyes are green to blend in with the camoflogue. My nose is sharp to recognize the pain inside one's eyes. My smile is fierce and belongs in front of other's faces. My life is lived to believe in the impossible. © 2011 nevershoutnever.Author's Note
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Authornevershoutnever.Royal Oak, MIAboutI started to write a big paragraph about my life, but who would read it? Emma: thirteen; unable to make decisions; curious; fidgety; OCD - maybe; loving; too caring; kind-heart; humorous; bubbly; t.. more..Writing
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