VisageA Poem by VertigoHiding behind those dark glasses Cigarette at hand
I could understand
Better than anyone
Seeing through every visage
Like a lions mane
We're not so unalike
You and I
With your slight smiles
And languid stance
For I can see
Through every glance...
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Added on November 22, 2009 |

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