May 10 2009
Shine On Your Memory
In the flash from the mask
You are alone in your lie
With the flesh shining back
There is no disguise
Only eyes appear
Too large in fair light
You have no escape
The eyes cannot die
It’s blank to the man
But clear to the child
Can you see through the glass
Regret your own mind
The ruling class
Of dream’s unborn child
Gives way to the past
And leaves what is kind
Is anything real?
What can I trust?
-Paige Law
Great poem!
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