Harlequin by Rishloo
Try, seeker, try
To find this path of mine
I weave a simple line
Take care to watch my flight
Place your fingers here to guide me
Guide me under
One must lead the other
See, the way I bring
Can change easily
The end knows those who come
But each can run away with us
Place your fingers here to guide me
Guide me under
One must lead the other
Walk here softly through this door or never
Follow me into my sanctum
There are no words, so watch as I
Strip away layers, I strive to find paces
I reel from each image, a product of loss
Bearing away my wholeness, fooled by my own hands
Offer a useless notion to satisfy demands
Paint me again so deeply
Illusions from within
Make me a tragic canvas
For the dye inside my skin
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