Poetry, Heart, Peronality, Trauma, Confusion, Thought, Dance

Her innocence is age-proof

Speaking aloof

Day of light

Mind of night

 

Shadows cast

A Fiery mask

Stirred in

the tender pot

of senses: last

 

Veiled in culture

Tip-toeing through

the Structure

 

Masquerade

Barganing the dance

Sudden, bursting-foretold

personality change

 

Clock hits midnight

Take last chance

To be the day

To be the light

To dance

for the bright

 

Before the

mask

switches the rewrite

Of which we call: 

Life

 

@ Camile McGregor

 

 

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