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In The Foyer Of Hotel Lonely
Being lonely is so wearing
Eyes averted fingers drum
Lasering of furtive glances
Pain of self-conscious hum
Repressed passion lashes
Barricades vast but hidden
Terror of getting through
Fears that come unbidden
Desire versus inhibition
Self-image sorely racked
By corroded self-esteem
Egos that failure hacked
Behaviours only reinforce
Self-loath...
Wednesday 21st October 2020 10:45 am
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