face, by bob porter Subscribe to rss feed for bob porter

i put on a face for all to see

but when iam alone its the true me you see

its lonely and cold and sad you see

its been forever with only just me

love has always avoided me

so i live my life the way i know how 

lonely and sad  in this place i call hell

just changing the face

on this old empty shell

learning to live in this place i call hell
Posted: 2013-01-20 21:55:50 UTC

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