Book O' Poems

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Don't look at the mirror
That lays ahead
you're own reflection can not be said

Deep down inside I wish a wish
That I can become wind and take the sins
I don't wish to speak
I don't wish to smile
I actually wish for my mask to fall down

Little by little as each piece falls
My inner me has glued them back on
It tells me to hide
It tells me to wait
Because one day a person will not be late

As I walk upon, the deserted peak
The sky turns from, light blue to pink
Night had came and night had failed
To hold me tight, even against my will

My shadow fallen
My eyes close
I take a deep breath
And let out a test

I have more than one shadow
I have more then one mind
I have more than one mask
So why can't I cry

           SweetStrawberryAya