Silent AudienceA Poem by Veil
Trapped in this darkened row seating,
I have a thought occur Which came upon me when I was interrupted by the stage. I can't remember what it was because I don't get to have a story or a plot. Living in this silent film But the production has volume and voice It is I that does not. © 2015 Veil |
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Added on December 5, 2015 Last Updated on December 5, 2015 Author
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