Faces pass me by through my glass wall as I pry into their thoughts. Hidden eyes peer back at me.
With their punctured apparitions all caught up in wrong conditions vie and jostle for position to supply me…
With their independent thought but then sometimes I feel wrought with the pain that I have sought to deny me.
So to all those tragic lies that sit trapped beyond the eyes as your moment slowly dies. You surround me!
Published by dec247h
Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!
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