Written by: Paul Beadnall

"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper, I write each tear"


My life unfolds,i deflect love, braver face is worn
for top surface, iron armour,beneath dwelling cashmere
pantomine performed,staging through all acts
inside crying attention for love,outside the mask.

Deep deep, amongst depths of insecurity
conversational flow lacking,o frustratingly yearn normality
pent up tensions,no outlet,i just cry
there`s more unfortunate people, decaying in this world.

Paul Beadnall for

Sponsor Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~  

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