From the outside
she appears calm;
from the outside
she appears strong.
Beneath the surface lingers
tempestuous maelstrom,
whirlwind of emotion,
deluge of tears,
thunderclap of frustration,
threatening at any moment
to explode into tiny bits.
A mass of confetti
littering the barren carpet
of earthly delight.
That is this life.
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