When searching for truth, first look within, its ironic how every journey leads me right back where I started. Once more I look into the mirror, do I start over. Yes, lets search for truth, quickly now, look away...
Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
