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Sunday, July 22, 2007 

the me you never see

do you know what it's like to be me
to wait, to wonder to watch and see
lives crumble before you
secrets held within
quick right yourself you're needed again

that girl in the mirror stares back
braces herself, awaits the attack
the hurt rushes in
the tears flow once more
as she frantically races for the door

to run, to hide, to live inside
quickly toss away your pride
the pressure builds
sadness rushes in and takes hold
heart sputters, dies, goes cold.