Forever a Recluse
Living
In the shadows
Of society's light,
An outcast I'll remain it seems,
As for most they live in fear of my ways,
My appearance may be as hard
as stone, But I have the
Heart of a true
Artist.
28~June~2017
For Broken Wings' contest
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