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Updated on November 11, 2016

Smoking in a room full of faces

My train derails and now

I’m in a melted picture

Screaming voices, natural poses,

intoxicated roses

My soul stinging

and I sit shooting glassy gazes

My aura doesn’t shine

I need a new fixture

Dropping names,

taking all the blame,

never sought fame

Smoking my soul with a bunch

of whispering howls

My train with no brakes

and now I’m just made of crystal

Ready to shatter, no one is flattered,

taking no matter

Shaking my head I sit taking gazes

This mutual relation needs

a new medium

Dropping my vices to help out

my friend gazing in the mirror


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      Alfonso Coley 5 years ago

      Wonderful, imaginative work of art, simply put, this is a joyful read.