Thursday, December 23, 2010

Hidden

Why do you cover?
It is to hide from yourself?
For what lies there beneath such a large façade?
Are you frightened of what you will see?
Beauty, the only word
One of which no one can be.
Perfection is a sound that no one can hear
And flawless is an image,
too impossible to fear.
So take off the weight of which you bear
And be free of the consciousness which you're forced to wear.

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