Thursday, October 17, 2013

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In front of me dying the agony

behind the curtain it was you

whom arised from the ashes

giving me

one more reason to believe

there has always been light

at the end of the darkness.

The mirror is broken

doesn't give me anymore

the beauty of a lie

I see instead

how the truth is crackling

with its many faces.


© Diana Mistera 17.10.2012
 
 




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