by wayne34liverpool, Merseyside, England, UK
Mar 2016 911 Views 1 comments
the watcher
Into the bare cold room
He enters a figure bare
Paraded for all to see
They glare and watch
From top to toe
They seek
His soul hidden from eyes that watch for they cannot peek
They drell and peek
His modesty bare
He stands his pose
He gazes eyes fixed he watches and waits
For he is the watcher
He enters a figure bare
Paraded for all to see
They glare and watch
From top to toe
They seek
His soul hidden from eyes that watch for they cannot peek
They drell and peek
His modesty bare
He stands his pose
He gazes eyes fixed he watches and waits
For he is the watcher
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Posted: Mar 2016
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