Sunday, 1 November 2015

Pretence

I've just seen the lost boy
Looking back at me from the dark glass
Of the window of a closed shop
Seen his eyes, at once haunted and lifeless
Betraying the torment within
So tired of hiding, so sick of pretending
No longer able to convince himself
That his life is anything but unbearable

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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

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