Actor

Posted on May 10, 2015 by alan1704

Dancing in the shadows

Weaving the threads

Remembering patterns

Screaming at the wall

Nothing hurts

Behind a stone cold face

Every crack that is broken

Every tear that is real

Sparkled the existence

Of dust purchased in gold

Minds aware of the price paid

With droplets of crimson.

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1 Response to Actor

  1. Mary says:
    May 12, 2015 at 3:18 am

    Those patterns screaming at the wall are so vividly portrayed!

    Reply

Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

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