Masks and reflections

on

Compare my mask to my reflection

Broken mirror of deception

Cloak of past forgotten

Some things are meant to be broken

Hidden treasures shine the same

Maybe not for the naked eye

Wait for the touch of the skyline’s cry

Maybe love finally changed his name

I can’t help but think about the ease of the sea

Eternal waves dancing at your sight

Will you turn back time for me?

Maybe for darkness, maybe for a future burning with light…

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