veil of disguise 渋谷T The mask blurs truth and lie in ambiguity, Somewhere, aligning with secrets subtly. Hidden by the mask, the past, where time stands still, In the dance of concealment, no sound, no thrill. Stories halted, emotions frozen, life merely reflecting, No one dares to peer beneath the mask, inspecting. Eventually, the skin will harden, blood will turn to azure hue, You speak through the bones of death, with a view. After all is said and done, nothing
It's probably an illusion crafted by the light
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A fluid with green eyes
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Despite its bustling atmosphere
It's will that nudges the hesitating body
Fragments of his figure peeked through the gaps in her daily life
Jake and Emma arrived at the apartment
Hidden among them are subtle sounds
making it look like it's twinkling
