Friday, 21 February 2014

The Mirror has Two Faces

A beast hiding behind the mask of a lamb,
Crouching under the flamboyant cloak of disguise,
Hideously concealing under the ordinary,
Bordering on the mediocrity.

A crowned royalty of pretense,
Wreaking havoc on people's trust
Slithering through like a common thief.

Looking in the mirror,
There's a sudden impulse of brief contemplation,
Two reflections looking back,
Sneering, as if to ask,
"Which one is the real you?"

A million fragments lay upon your feet.
A dash of crimson stains the soul.

And there I am,
Lurking in the shadows,
Watching your life in ruins.

(((asheil.june 24, 2011.friday.1922hrs)))

photo: desktopnexus

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