Friday, 26 August 2011

The Second Face

She wallows
she weeps
she whimpers
she’s meek
she tries
to hide
from the world
and walks in the

Her shoulders hunched
eyes cast on the floor
lips furled in a
pitiful pucker
a sight that only
the pavement can see.

This is her,
this is her today.

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