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Follow the tune of the raven song
into the shadows you'll find the slumbering
Truth.
Porcelain masks and magic mirrors
there is no hiding from them here.
Yet no words are spoken.
Soundless lips give voiceless answers
Standing,
Looming,
Enraged and vibrating with undeniable
Thunder
A clap of their hands and the masks will fall
the mirrors break.
Every shard revealing a facet
of exactly what you've
become.
About the Creator
Rae Janney
A Behavioral Neuroscience major with a passion for writing. My predominant writing style is surreal poetry, and most of my pieces touch upon mental health- TW included. My goal with my writing to end the stigma of mental illness.
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