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Oct 2011
The reality of your dream
Is a mask turned backward
Black over white, black over white
Love over pain ,love over pain.
Hey, take me to yourself.
The dream of my reality
Is the backward of that mask
Turned backward
White over black, white over black
Pain over love ,pain over love.
Hey,come to myself.
Come to self in self
In that place where
Everything can be
Black and white when is taken from us
Or white and black when is given to us.
Love and pain when is given to us.
Or pain and love when is taken from us.

Look to the mask
Intangible
Me
And
You

Always the same

Looking for myself
Through you
And looking for yourself
Through me.

In that place where
Everything can be
Sometimes
Black without white and white without black
Or pain without love and love without pain

In losing control.
Category: Poetry
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© copyright Mon Dec 27 17:52:57 UTC 2010 - All Rights Reserved- From A beauty on fire
Marieta Maglas
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