In the heart is where the eyes in the mirrors are felt... Through the image that cannot lie of truths in stares as feelings melt... Reminded of luv'rs gone astray that held tongues with lingering words jus the same as the sound filling rooms... The mind remains humble in it's reality of sighs as expressions rearrange the faces mood... From one reflection to the next like luv'd ones that change shapes n sizes as their curve is replaced by a new found friend... Living a different lifestyle with fresh attachments that seen to be willing the survival past the tenderness of the met that attends... Knowing there is no jus one that can or will ever do anymore than the other looking to achieve luv from the lines of trust... As choice is gained to reason with as the best case scenario to be smiles created by happinesses dream to live as well with lusts... Bonded is self to the replica of self looking back at what remains as the seeker of what shall become of life... Facing decisions made with opened thoughts of realism never to be again cut by a pretenders figurative knife... For the glad doesn't shatter the way emotions feel their so called death jus to heal n stand before the same misplacement of the inner makings that resume... Chasing movements to mimic the one within as existence moves...
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