Friday, December 16, 2011

The Shell

A sparkling eye, lips turned upward
A face that is always quick to smile

Genuine?
No
An act
A shell

The strong exterior hides a mess
They have no idea
A talented deceiver
Truth doesn't live here

The Real wishes to be let free
Too risky
Judgment will be cast
Better to dream of other worlds

How long has there been two, when there should only be one?
Like a double edged blade, both sides are cut

Freedom is a dream
Its trapped in a shell
So many secrets
No one to tell

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