"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, June 18, 2010

Where Is The Smile

Where is the smile
In bright white
Pasted happy
Trying to fool the world

Face unrecognizable
In its frown
Tears falling
Pain showing

Vulnerability exposed
The smile is
A mask put on
Because it
Is expected


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