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Kianna

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since September 2014
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Hidden Beneath The Surface

September 25, 2014

Why are you so insecure?

Don't you see what is wrong with me?

Fear.

The Only thing to fear is fear itself.

But what about the others?

For it is easier to be quiet than to show my true colors.

 I am hidden beneath the surface.

This funny, astonishing girl. 

Only few can truly see eye to eye with my soul.

But this is something that is hard to control.

For I am hidden beneath this concrete mould.

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