Sunday

Broken Mirror




Let my face not fool you
It's a mask
from my old bag of tricks
The true me
is not caught by you
You may see my grin
but it's not me
Fooling you
not to see my sin
A surface
A lie
Deep inside
I am a broken mirror
Fragments
shattered portraits
It's when the words fail
Only silence can suffice...

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