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TomRobson

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Living

Living… For far too long (more or less)… I promised myself I would never do this again But something left me yearning. It doesn’t matter where I am, There are faces, gazing, blatant, ripping.. ..through me. The voice says “Welcome” (as if he knows me) And it scares me. So, I carry on, concealing gloom Looking back through the reflection in the mirror. (in every room). Wearing costumes, I walk up to my face And see it with increased volume… Hope is dead In the lens, it’s undercover.. ..It was hidden Or it is over? Is there evil in my soul? Every smile, raised eyebrow, body language In denial? (as if he knows me)! The voice in my head, this threshold, (since so many years old) Is scaring me. I try this life, this death knell And find it’s a carousel There is confusion and misconstrue With everyone that I knew I just don’t know how to get through…

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Living

Living… For far too long (more or less)… I promised myself I would never do this again But something left me yearning. It doesn’t matter where I am, There are faces, gazing, blatant, ripping.. ..through me. The voice says “Welcome” (as if he knows me) And it scares me. So, I carry on, concealing gloom Looking back through the reflection in the mirror. (in every room). Wearing costumes, I walk up to my face And see it with increased volume… Hope is dead In the lens, it’s undercover.. ..It was hidden Or it is over? Is there evil in my soul? Every smile, raised eyebrow, body language In denial? (as if he knows me)! The voice in my head, this threshold, (since so many years old) Is scaring me. I try this life, this death knell And find it’s a carousel There is confusion and misconstrue With everyone that I knew I just don’t know how to get through…

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Here I Am Part 10

Here I Am

10 deviations

Living

Living… For far too long (more or less)… I promised myself I would never do this again But something left me yearning. It doesn’t matter where I am, There are faces, gazing, blatant, ripping.. ..through me. The voice says “Welcome” (as if he knows me) And it scares me. So, I carry on, concealing gloom Looking back through the reflection in the mirror. (in every room). Wearing costumes, I walk up to my face And see it with increased volume… Hope is dead In the lens, it’s undercover.. ..It was hidden Or it is over? Is there evil in my soul? Every smile, raised eyebrow, body language In denial? (as if he knows me)! The voice in my head, this threshold, (since so many years old) Is scaring me. I try this life, this death knell And find it’s a carousel There is confusion and misconstrue With everyone that I knew I just don’t know how to get through…

Self Harm

4 deviations

Unicorn

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Left to our own devices 1/12

Left to our own devices

12 deviations
Hopeless Cameron by Tom Robson

Hopeless

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Welcome to Leicester by Tom Robson

Welcome to Leicester

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Ways of Seeing Test Shot #1

Scraps

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