Days filled with masquerades and paper faces
Facing white blank walls
Treading on glass made floors
Holding on a thin line of hope
Wishing of being able to cope
Seeking strength and patience
Praying for His unending guidance
With sleep evaded existence
Has to live with taciturn persistence
Languid motions of everyday
Yearning for change as I now lay
- 08Sep2009 12MN
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