empty
... if they could only see
beyond the smile
beyond the words
beyond the perfect lie
If they'd only look deep enough
they'd find the cold face of emptiness
Random Magus
Random Magus
"One ought only to write when one leaves a piece of one's own flesh in the inkpot, each time one dips one's pen." Leo Tolstoy
Posted by paisley at 4:31 PM
4 comments:
...thank you... did I tell you how much I love this blog of yours????
GREAT.
I WROTE A SONG SIMILAR TO THIS IDEA.
GREAT WRITING.
Thats deep. She needs someone to care about her..
A wonderful post with nice image.
Good luck.
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