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And...Action!
I even laughed,
in the end.
Facing the mirror and wiping the tears,
like I was auditioning for a film,
where I had been hurt or something to that effect.
Hurt and broken,
confused, unstable,
drained and damaged,
and sad,
how very, very sad.
I think I got the part.
in the end.
Facing the mirror and wiping the tears,
like I was auditioning for a film,
where I had been hurt or something to that effect.
Hurt and broken,
confused, unstable,
drained and damaged,
and sad,
how very, very sad.
I think I got the part.
Published 2nd Feb 2010
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Anonymous
2nd Feb 2010 5:05pm
poem with a deceptive jaunty skin, which really moves by way of the pain it does not speak about.
Anonymous
7th Oct 2011 2:34pm
I liked the sentiments of this. Well done :)
