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Faces

I wrote this a few years ago, maybe it makes a lot of sense today too.



Faces

Grow up, people change their face
Their styles differ from previous days
Their manner of laugh and walk is graced
By what their peers had grimaced
Some people change from time to time
Like colors of autumn so sublime
Like distractions of their youth at prime
Its different now; in-different times
The mask falls off, sometimes in awe
Ignorance casts it off as flaw
But the true cards begin to draw
Like the poker face sucked through a straw
It does not matter how long it takes
The friendship seems to slowly break
And once the diamonds shine like fake
You come to realize your own mistakes
It bites, it stings, it is heat on flesh
The desire to somehow start afresh
But the clock ticks on and memories fade:
Blurred warm winds of murky jade,
The poison works, you get the hint
When you see the same face in another wint
-But the lessons learnt of yesterday
Will get you through this in some way

The face is changed, it smiles and winks
Remember! The face behind the blink
But it might surprise you anyday
Time has a way
Time and place
Maybe you'd be the one with another face...

Wint - Winter

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