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A Secret Life

February 18, 2015
By _sarah_k SILVER, Flower Mound, Texas
_sarah_k SILVER, Flower Mound, Texas
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I've never actually met him

but watched him before.

He lives in a mansion

ivy climbing quiet bricks

a garden for for a king.

He smells ancient

Musky

old Polo cologne

Comforting.

Green eyes piercing

Gazing behind soft black curls.

Nose small, red

as if sick with a cold.

Framework thin and frail

Sick, stable

Weak, sturdy.

Pink lips cradling

the precious cigarette

That fuels his life.

Guitar in hand

other

on knee.

How long will he stay

Anchored in dazed thoughts

captivating mystery,

Forever lost.



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