Posted: May 8, 2015 by lade in creative writting

Everything seems dark from the outside.

Closer, you see heads,

changing scents and vents,

standing, touching heads.

Making every move,

its all  about a cut,

twisting the hair,

touches on different heads.

in turn, they sit,

a look into the mirror

untouched they came

a brilliant look, after shaved

Here he is;

the king’s commander,

so humble with the blade.

welcome to the barber’s corner,

where All prides are gone.


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