They used to tell me to
Look out for the quiet ones
I would widen my eyes and nod my
head in agreement
Little actress
that I was
I knew it was true
because I was a quiet one
No, not on the surface.
A hearty laugh
and a quick tongue
covered the truth.
Only I knew better.
Only I knew what
boiled and gurgled and burped
beneath the sweet smile
Look out for the quiet ones
One day they eventually
will explode
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