Joyce Rugg

Rookie (2/21/1996- / olean new york)

Framed - Poem by Joyce Rugg

Pictures worth a thousand words,
but each one of them are lies
An act we donned for others
All manic smiles, frozen eyes

A moment, trapped in the frame
preserved like a dying rose
Happiness is framed for their view
nothing but the best shows

We're a group of actors first,
People once our roles are through
Play perfection, trapped in glass,
This lie is our gift to you

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 18, 2013


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