a dreamless sleep
a new day
put on a pretty dress
see a face through the window
even our masks can't hide us
they reveal a truth
we are the makers of the mask
the clouds part
maybe the storms don't follow us because they hate us
but because they love us
even a dim light
will attract a moth
we can't destroy the things we haven't built
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hello! I'm Kirby. A stylist and writer based in Birmingham, Alabama.
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