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Jul 2012
Facing you, your reflection spins my vision
And I ask, but
Pupils dart with avoidance
Never fixing my gaze

Wanting you to link into me
To connect, look and meet my soul
No matter how intense or sublime
The pretence is mystifying, just know me

Wring out this beige appearance, then
Fetch the red carpet and roll it out
Wipe it clean
Stains shrinking into the pile of yesterday

Immerging free from the soundtrack of debris
Repeatedly spinning out your sorrow
I shoulder your pain and bear your shame
As you skulk and sink into oblivion
Laura Susan Smith
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Laura Susan Smith  Warwickshire - England
(Warwickshire - England)   
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