Solitary confinementA Poem by BeccyThere were no chinks in the armour of his self delusion. "Cut me and I do not bleed," he would very often boast. "Ignore me and I will revel in the cloak of my anonymity; Reflecting only in passing all the years I have spent avoiding mirrors, whilst reaching secretly for the stars that now call to me in siren song.'" "Mmm, that's all very well," she said, feet tucked, idly flicking through the glossy pages of Soulmates monthly. "But who's going to pay the mortgage whilst you're away..."
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7 Reviews Added on July 6, 2014 Last Updated on July 6, 2014 AuthorBeccyUnited KingdomAboutI'm forty four, single and have a lovely fifteen year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I have always been an assiduous reader of poetry and real.. more..Writing
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