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Hidden June 22, 2008

Posted by Dine Racoma in Childhood Innocence.
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by B.A. Racoma

i am but a clown
you see me smile
when i actually frown

i paint my face
with reds and whites
emotions i erase

i always wear
a big red smile
while sadness i actually bear

you jeer you cheer
while i conceal
the raindrops which i call tears

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1. ner - July 10, 2008

true. well, mostly everyone is like that, isn’t it? i have a lot of poems like this🙂

2. Dine Racoma - August 7, 2008

share them, please Ner


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