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Elemental Truth
The glitters hide the blues.
An optical illusion of happiness.
Wow! It's a charade of laughter.
Abstraction at large on the freeway.
The mind becomes fragmented, like
Broken sentences.
Beneath the pseudo smile, lies the gloomy
State of a frightful soul. Magic stardust under
The spotlight... nothing more than a show.
A decorated pine bough around Christmas time.
Don't be fooled, the bat cannot see in daytime.
All that glitter is not gold.
The elemental truth shall reveal. Yes, the glitters
Hide the blues.
By: Margareth Debrosse
An optical illusion of happiness.
Wow! It's a charade of laughter.
Abstraction at large on the freeway.
The mind becomes fragmented, like
Broken sentences.
Beneath the pseudo smile, lies the gloomy
State of a frightful soul. Magic stardust under
The spotlight... nothing more than a show.
A decorated pine bough around Christmas time.
Don't be fooled, the bat cannot see in daytime.
All that glitter is not gold.
The elemental truth shall reveal. Yes, the glitters
Hide the blues.
By: Margareth Debrosse
Published 7th Dec 2016
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