HideA Poem by william andrewsCould it be you that wakes in the morning with an urgent need to see that the mask you wear in your wakeing hours hasnt finaly slipped always afraid of what people will say if they see what you hide behind that lonely smile this you know when your all alone stareing at your reflection that weeps upon these fragile words why can i not be me © 2014 william andrews |
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1 Review Added on February 11, 2014 Last Updated on February 11, 2014 Authorwilliam andrewssami, GreeceAboutim just a sad old english man looking for another home for the words that i love They are words of sayings They are words of thoughts that i sometimes wish had never been born feedarea.. more..Writing
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