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the two faces of the bar social. (Free verse) by darby pyn
See her smile. you think you know.
two eyes with walls before her soul.
blinded by your expectations a loose denial
with no reservations. now you see it was all so
clear the canvas beneath the atmosphere.
gestures and laughter hugs with pats on the back
knives drove into my back. swell your ego with
my naevete'. Im the fool the jester in the corner
for an audience of one. never again will I be so
obvious with my affection to strangers with
dirty faces.
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Arithmetic Mean: 6.25
Weighted score: 5.336177
Overall Rank: 3456
Posted: October 12, 2003 4:50 AM PDT; Last modified: October 12, 2003 4:50 AM PDT
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relatively interesting piece for an 'angst' poem. couldn't quite get into the flow.