Pretending GameA Poem by Pax@_@Emotions secluded me to a closed Making me a shielded sea clam Nothing but a front of masked individual It’s like the pretending game is on Lies and truth are paddled up like scrambled egg
It’s an ocean of sea clams out there The key to every door is hidden deep within the soulful depths of love it has many layers, would you find it? Or it will just end up in the far shallowness Of all these scrambled lies and truth In this pretending game We called life…….. © 2013 PaxAuthor's Note
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