The Window
by Philessa Hooks Jenkins
aka Lady PJ
9/19/2014
All Rights Reserved
Copyright 2014
There's an urge in me to cry
Be it for pride...
the killer of many teardrops I suppose
Now the crutch I lean on
Yet I mourn deep inside
Too afraid to hope that joy will come
This mask now I've adorned
And become til now we are one
I look in the mirror and it's all I see
Except the eyes... those eyes
they never lie
by Philessa Hooks Jenkins
aka Lady PJ
9/19/2014
All Rights Reserved
Copyright 2014
There's an urge in me to cry
Be it for pride...
the killer of many teardrops I suppose
Now the crutch I lean on
Yet I mourn deep inside
Too afraid to hope that joy will come
This mask now I've adorned
And become til now we are one
I look in the mirror and it's all I see
Except the eyes... those eyes
they never lie
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