continuing wid d oder side of d story of 2 A.M.........
its 3 A.M. in the morning
hes out somewhere,
out of her life
shes home watching the candle
its flame dancing in the dark
never been the praying kind
lately she had been down upon her knees
praying for something to happen
something that would tell her
not everythings lost now.
with every stroke of lightning
her eyes shone in the mirror
eyes so used to his presence
that she felt blinded by the moment.
she closed her eyes
so that she could see him
see him coming back to her....
abhinav
behind the mask....
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. ...You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.” - The Lizard King
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