needles, stinging
fingers, prodding
to the soundtrack of
strangers’ misery –
seeking sympathy.
paint a smile
and wear it with honesty.
it will be morning soon.
needles, stinging
fingers, prodding
to the soundtrack of
strangers’ misery –
seeking sympathy.
paint a smile
and wear it with honesty.
it will be morning soon.
The title makes this so much more intriguing.
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thanks for reading 🙂
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