That Little place Written by rules640 That little place at the corner, A stage laid there, My life is replayed again and again. My miniature stays there, Sees it. Shamed though it is, Hurt though it is, But I walk with my head held high, A fake smile plastered on my face. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... 3 thoughts on “That Little place” Beautiful poem and really great picture! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you. LikeLike Reply I think this is very true for a lot of people. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.