Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Lost Tomorrow

She painted her lips
so she had something
to hide behind
and tore the letters
from their words
so she never had to listen.
And as she lingered….
in the shade of life
distorted were the sounds
which invaded her ears
when really all she wanted
was the silence.
But is the beauty
that she paid for
worth the time of day…..
that they borrowed –
or just another lost

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