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stoic front

for so long i've trained
for so long i've strained
my mind but finally the results are in
i'm better than i've ever been
no more bad emotions inside me
besides those i cant see
no i wont express them in my face
 and that just rests my case
of pain i've felt
all those words i've never said
will pour out through my pen
yea i know that there ain't much to gain
by doing this but
i'm doing this just
because i want to
just because i have to
it's my own resolve
that might just solve
many problems that i have
yes i'm mad
for even trying to put up a stoic front
when my mind's a war zone
no place to call home
for my mind, barely there, mostly gone
cause the more i put the stoic front
the more insane i'll become
but i have to do that for those i love
i have to be that peaceful dove
that everyone wants me to be
and by everyone i mean
the voices inside me...
(its been a long time since the voices inside me (criss and seul) began to nag me to put up the stoic font so that i can have more time to save me from my own emotions and to save me from ROY itself. so i finally decided that i'd take up on their suggestion.)
-yakaa: jujaa:

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