Thursday, April 16, 2009


by HV

Her face
Stricken with sadness
A smile was miles away

The earplugs in her ear
transmits sounds of melancholy
Twiddling her thumbs,
images behind distant
gazes occupied her spirit

Consumed by a dream that
hinders her happiness
Wrinkled eyes and flushed cheeks
tell tales of worry and loss

In that moment
She was losing herself

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