Creatures dance in the night of the wild, wolves howl to the moon of a song, with promises of trust, loyalty, and deep passion. Trees dance,bend,and twist to the stars in the cool midnight breeze. When the moon rises, everything stops to watch its lunar glow. The breeze flutters through the stars for a dance, time slows for a lunar song to be sung, silver lingers in the wolves eyes of promise, creatures dance in the night. When the full moon rises with a deep glow, wolves sing of promise of deep love of a lunar song.
I look in the mirror of my bathroom and i see pain in the girls eyes. Her face is hard like a mask. To hide her pain. I try to smile but the smile looks sad on this girl. Before i leave this girl in the mirror i put my mask on my face making sure it won't shatter and show my true feeling buried in myself. I go through the day with that mask till i'm alone in my room. Then the feeling come to life and the mask shatters and my true feelings cover my face. If i look in the mirror i know what i would see. A broken girl
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