I heard a song a long time ago….I heard it again a while ago. It sings about mystery, a tinge of dark, a glimpse of the unknown, a faraway corner in the magnitude of the mind….
It talks about the hidden real under an alien face….a face displayed to the world filled with real faces below the unreal.
Maybe the unreal is what is meant to be. Strange to rule. Mystery draped as moist eyes look on from behind the balls of steel…..the pain simmering to reveal…..to another ink drawn face…..in this masquerade…..
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