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Centre Stage
He sees me not, thinks of me not
So I seek solace in the shadows
Holding the simple truths hostage
simply seasoning the fuel of denial
I’ve let go, he can’t let go
So he feigns simple ignorance
evading the massacre of emotion
the very catalyst that sets me free
We witness, not welcome this moment
The tormented cacophony of truth
silently suspended in echoed silence
that paralyses ‘us’ in a picture frame
Fate recoded our cue, Karma eroded
Soliciting Destiny as our future date
The curtain closed at once engaging
Calling for comfort, to appease, please
So I seek solace in the shadows
Holding the simple truths hostage
simply seasoning the fuel of denial
I’ve let go, he can’t let go
So he feigns simple ignorance
evading the massacre of emotion
the very catalyst that sets me free
We witness, not welcome this moment
The tormented cacophony of truth
silently suspended in echoed silence
that paralyses ‘us’ in a picture frame
Fate recoded our cue, Karma eroded
Soliciting Destiny as our future date
The curtain closed at once engaging
Calling for comfort, to appease, please
Published 3rd Aug 2014
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4th Aug 2014 1:51am
elegantly spoken, the little passion plays of our lives. serene at the final curtain...
4th Aug 2014 6:20am
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- Edited 16th May 2018 10:09pm
5th Aug 2014 4:42am
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7th Aug 2014 5:05pm
ahh twirl twirl curtsy bow blush..thanks for always getting my work... twirl twirl .....
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