Shadows and Reflections

It's been for such a long time

It you're solid to Imagine like

Borders pushed up until this point

As in the debris of a star

Once lighted with enthusiasm

Seizes to exist with battle and mindfulness

Imitated a job excessively great

Excessively great not to be valid

Can't differentiate nobody could

Bended lines shadow influxes of blue

Faking it and smile is simple

Faces pass by and u become accustomed to it for some time

Continue to hear them words and murmurs

Block them out and make an effort not to stagger

Getting under your skin step by step

Prearranged words anything you say

Glancing through your eyes

Just that mirror can lie

That equivalent face penetrating into your spirit

Looking for that SOS call

A reflection that shouts what you murmur

Scars sentiments like yesterday actually rankle

Kicks in behind close entryways

An up and down ride of feelings keeping track of who's winning

Pushed where it counts yet still in the shallow

Entagled between a reflection and a shadow

Pussyfooting in dithering which one to follow

Grins of a shadow or shouts of a reflection

An entertainer's act or an exile's admission

An endorsement searcher or a bold of dismissal

A forlorn outgoing person or a peaceful outsider

Peer tension or resolution what to project

Power outages or recollections that last

A scarcely discernible difference between what's clearly false and what's valid

What you need and what you're pushed to do

Lost between a shadow and a reflection

Misjudged signals become an example of your projection

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@silent_words_sk

The story goes, that I am not the individual you keep. Furthermore, GOD restrict you do, it is to torment my spirit. To keep me in torment and to keep me from harmony. Until such time I don't look, sound or think like me. Since, I'm too rough you heard; serious areas of strength for excessively, with a character ill suited for any semblance of you. Furthermore, when you left, I was only a rubble. A reminant of what I used to be. Attempting to develop back, I arrived at the understanding that a portion of the pieces were too weighty to even consider lifting and some concealed in the completely dark dimness. Without those pieces strolled a delightful distortion. Looking deliberately unusual, to frighten any new interests. Since, I believed, on the off chance that some unacceptable breeze unceremoniously passes up, my new brilliant appearance would by and by break and perhaps this time it won't look as lovely. Indeed, that is dread. Thus, in light of this I ask, 'Good day, have we met?', incase you have taken on a 'wolf in a sheep's clothing' structure.

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