No words are spoke without a face,
no colors can be seen.
No sound is heard,
no scent is smelled.
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I like it, theres deffinietly a point here what would we be without a face, great poem
Hmmm...I don't think I ever pondered this notion before...but these words are true. Hugs, dee
deep, dark and beautiful...I always look for you...lucky I have a face.
This is very meaningful and deep but also a little dark it made me stop and think Good stuff Thanks Nik
Everything is where it is, forever in its place. Change cannot be seen at all, not without a face. this is very interesting... and different... true too. an enjoyable read. but your right... heck your almost always right... we would be nothing without a face.good job. PYT