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A Young Man's Hell - Poem by PAUL COLVIN

That lifeless look within their eyes
So dull and vacant, hard,
They pass you with a stare that’s blank,
Of total disregard.
No thoughts come through from pupils black
I ask this for myself,
Do these people walk my earth
Or are they in their hell?

A constant buzz surrounds my life
I feel so happy, free
I wish that kid I saw tonight
Could breathe that air like me.
I don’t see through rose tinted eyes
With optical illusions
I’ve tailored life to suit myself
And altered all delusions.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, October 8, 2011

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