Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Poetry - Hidden Flaws

Crack in the wall, mar of the plaster,
Gaping at me from the ceiling above,
Showing your flaws to all the people,
Holding nothing back.

Isn't it nice to be so alive,
Having no fear to let every flaw show?
My secrets in life remain on the inside,
Afraid to face the world.



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