by 2725dlEnnis, Clare, Clare, Ireland
Jan 2013 415 Views 1 comments
Loneliness.
Loneliness,
A room where one
Cannot see them selves.
No mirror to reflect, a friend.
Space is the mind,
Closed,
Unkind,
Unkind, to the one,
Trying to controll it....
A room where one
Cannot see them selves.
No mirror to reflect, a friend.
Space is the mind,
Closed,
Unkind,
Unkind, to the one,
Trying to controll it....
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Posted: Jan 2013
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