From that moment,
a life was changed.
Faces turned.
My life moved on.
A tripwire in my mind.
Snapped from reality,
to what we all live.
A change that was unseen.
*Click* a noise that echoed through time.
You look away,
from a person's scarred face.
A price I paid for you.
This life I chose,
was not unseen.
A tripwire in us all,
To flip back the reality we all see.
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Author:
Alfred Lord Tennyson (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2018 06:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Enjoy this next poem, everybody.
- Category: Reflection
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