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Another poem from my journal. |
Life or Death. Hope or Despair. Fiction or Reality. Hero or Villain. White or Black Opposites are often synonyms, infinitely connected and interwoven. The duality of a mirror is ever constant and prowling. One cannot die without first being alive. One cannot be alive and avoid dying. Oh lay upon the duality of a mirror Despair is only possible when Hope is lost. Hope is only possible when there is something to despair about. Oh lay upon the duality of a mirror Fiction is often filled with more truth than any biography or documentary. And reality lays bedridden with lies. Oh lay upon the duality of a mirror How can one determine what is good, and what is not. Murdering a tyrant is still murder, but it can save plenty, but if one does it for power... Oh lay upon the duality of a mirror Lay upon a mirror and see, all the white and black turn to green. Even colour if it's true, can hide and lie away from you. Oh lay upon the duality of a mirror, and find the vague duality true. |