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The actor
There are nights when I hear him calling out...
To ears that are never listening.
The shadows waltz around the doubt...
To him, no ends carry beginnings.
Potential never seen inside his mirror,
Hiding by the words he engraved,
Carved so deep into his soul....
His eyes have never been the same.
Oceans merge within his eyelids,
As they fall, the shadows vanish within the breeze.
Maybe one day his outlook of life will change bit...
And then he can separate his shoulders from his knees.
Tomorrow is just today's mystery....
Too many questions have broken the answers.
If this man would just heed himself,
Then the world would lose another actor.
© Kasey Spotanski
To ears that are never listening.
The shadows waltz around the doubt...
To him, no ends carry beginnings.
Potential never seen inside his mirror,
Hiding by the words he engraved,
Carved so deep into his soul....
His eyes have never been the same.
Oceans merge within his eyelids,
As they fall, the shadows vanish within the breeze.
Maybe one day his outlook of life will change bit...
And then he can separate his shoulders from his knees.
Tomorrow is just today's mystery....
Too many questions have broken the answers.
If this man would just heed himself,
Then the world would lose another actor.
© Kasey Spotanski
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