Exotic faces.

It has become more common than ever before to not recognise the friend amongst the enemies.

[This I wrote in tribute, a poem, a song, and a lullaby. Wrapped in a newspaper, sealed with wax. Now please send the address!]

Tentative title "Masked"

Put on a silly face or paint it to the max. Ask me to dance. Don't drop the mask.

"It shatters into shards; your desire takes control. We stop playing a roll."

Be there, the same day. Again, and again. Let us play together. Fools in the rain.

I have heard that voice of yours - never in real life. I only caught a few here and there. In this time and place. Some say you come from a different world. You act so strange. Full of grace. Ethereal elf. A poet with a smile. An artist with a frown. A jester with a scowl.

"It shatters. It falls. Your eyes too bright in the night."

Like a beacon in the dark night. I am left feeling naked and stark. Alone in the park as the shadows grow longer. Should we remain like this forever? I would not want to see you go! I will remain, my intent is pure. Of yours? I'm not so sure.

I believe you. I will always forgive you. I will never leave you. (Still, I cannot say your name).

Paint that pretty face. Add glitter. I want a taste.

"It shatters, the shards reflect something darker. Sinister. I stare transfixed as I finally see."

We were meant to be. In a different time. As friends. As soulmates entwined. Written in the stars. Forces aligned.

Let me catch you when you fall. Forgive me. Always watching, always waiting. For us there will be no end.

"As my own mask shatters, I ask you this. Do you like what you see?"

My ocean eyes, reflected in yours? Will we drown or will we find some semblance. Or finding the resemblance too harsh?

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The end.

Or is it? A virtual space and place - this tangled web.

Conditioning us to accept immorality, war, and famine. Add Death and we have a band. My band of the Subhuman. Where I shall Reign.

As always, just move forward. Do not believe in what are more than likely lies - put forth as the truth and the law. We shall not be sheep. Just the odd one out in the family. The "black sheep", nudging our way to the top.

Tics and all. We will lead. Once more. We shall live.

Metal hearts and limbs.

#justmoveforward

Reign signing off. Go - be unique. Create. Liberate (in moderation). As always, I do Hope this finds you in good spirits!

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