Invisible. Poem by Taylor Mai

Fingers intertwined,
Eyes gone blind.
Face deep red,
While the arm bled.

People all around,
Prom queen crowned.
A girl in the corner,
crying like a mourner.

Tissues wrapped and knotted,
But still no-one has spotted.
This boy in the hallway,
Knowing it's his last day,

All these people you might have seen,
A little hope makes them keen.
But you don't want the hassle,
So you go back to your perfect castle.

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Taylor Johnson 15/12/2013