I lock my emotions inside
Carve a smile on my face
Then go about my day
I'm afraid if I let them out
This is the last time....
I can't pick the pieces back up again
No more chances
Saving what's left of me
Something is better then nothing
Nothing is what I'd be
I throw away the key
This version of me
Is what I'll stay
To survive another day
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Tide (Poems)
PoetryTides are always changing The sun and the moon arranging Beauty and destruction Like a artistic production Its all in the journey of riding the tide of life First place winner at the We are writers awards. Copyrighted,All Rights Reserved
