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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
Masquerade
Evident charade in milieu
each with made up guise
In world of make believe
full of social compromise
Realism often shrouded
on face of false pretense
Sensitivity paid no heed to
justifying fake defense
Apparent picture painted
with every hue gone awry
From projected on surface
actuality remains a far cry
...
Monday 17th March 2014 9:09 am
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