Facade of broken smiles
This isn’t happiness,
This is a set of lips,
Curling at the corners,
Retired from being kissed,
This is a facade,
The back arched,
Leaning in to whisper,
I’m destroyed by culture.
This is emptiness,
Vacancy forming dust,
This isn’t happiness,
It never was.
winston plowes
Fri 30th Apr 2010 00:48
nice...