Monday 27 October 2014

GUILE





























The heavy smiles fall off your face
Towards their frozen solitude.
Perfection slips behind the line,
A wraith of all that you have been.

The eyes that hide behind the lies
Await a time when they can see.
Lost beneath the future's spires,
You dodge ghosts of serenity.

~ C. Spies

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