The Sweet Little No One's Story

The sweet little no one
walking down the street
encountering people one has never seen
seeing beyond a face and a smile.

The sweet little no one
is invisible to humanity
they are all way too much devoted to brutality
they do not even stop to notice,only for a while.

The sweet little no one
has finished his walk in the dark,grey city
and not gets home in hope to see something more pretty
than the dancers,all the same,dancing to living death's beat.



Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2009-02-12 at 22:37

Tags Sad  Life 

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