Tuesday, 30 January 2007

Smile (Circles, part – 4)

Hiding smile
Life for hire
Falling chains
Bleeding veins
Special needs
Hope receeds
Lost causes
Broken wings
Hope jaded
Life faded
Black star
Dreaming tree
Running free
White and gray
Bird’s prey
Fucking clever
Nothing ever
If you got a wound,
Why do you choose to hide?
All I ever wanted, was to know you smiled.

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