[Masa]

He looks at the figure in the window,
Now entranced by his curiousity,
"A man reaches an all new sort of low,
when he's lost within his Shadow's city."

"Thy City of Shadows is but a blind lie,
A figment of imagination,
Bidden by those who will die,
False restoration."

"But by this sinful lie,
Therein gives birth to hope."

"Strung up by this, they die,
Loss of life by this rope."

"To your ill news I shy,
'tis not possible, nope..."

"Then thou'est lives a lie, City of Light!
One created by such foolish dreams,
A deaf ear to your false plight!
Ripped up by the seams."

He turns from the mirror, a shattered lie,
Disgusted by his realization,
"So then until the very day I die,
I shall strive to bring this world's salvation."

[angel]

i like this piece masa. its well written n easy flow to understand

[Masa]

Thanks! I've been trying to get the entire double-sided edge of life sort of thing! I do hope it was at the very least half-enjoyable for you!