if all you do is wear a mask,
you become a mask.
your individuality drains away,
and you become a shadow of others.
yourself is an illusion
you are only a copy.
if you never express yourself,
you fade into the shadows.
your soul dies away,
leaving an empty shell of broken mirrors.
Posted in response to the challenge Façade.
Music is so ancient.
It's so odd to think that
The sweet lilting of the flute,
Played through my speakers, read from a CD-
Could be so close to the sound of reed pipes!-
Played by children dancing in the forest.
Landslide
A song, by Fleetwood Mac.
Sung by Stevie Nicks.
The kind of song that evokes such nostalgia in me,
A kind of gentle pain for the memories of the past,
And a desire to embrace my future.
I long to travel:
Wanderlust tugs at my soul.
Maine screams my name,
The ocean calls for its siren far away.
Salem calls me,
Whispering tales of young girls lost to time.
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