deep
October 27, 2014
You question my
Depth?
You call me shallow.
I hide from the Deeps of my soul behind lauhgter and false joy because even I could be lost in the Darkness.
These who glimpse my Shadows of the Soul through th cracks in my mask are suprised at what they see.
Don't look for long
I forever repair the mask, naked without it and it nothing without me. Look colser and be lost in the Depths of my soul.
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