Monday, 24 March 2014

Moleskine Pages- Smoke And Mirrors

He was tired of making excuses                                                                                               He was tired of hearing them.                                                                                             She told stories that came out of her mouth in layers                                                              Together they gazed at fun- house mirrors in contorted mistrust                                      She looked up at the stars
He denied their existence and mourned her.

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