We are living… our life is as scales. It consists of a lie and a truth, but for whom? The Life is theatre and we are actors in it!
Leaving the world full of dreams and desires, we put on a mask. The mask of the lie or of the truth and it is facts of life! We are compelled to hide behind it. For this reason the person cannot be learnt up to the end. After the entire person can`t to learn itself, he lives in dream, for it puts the purpose, for the purpose – the desire, for desire a mask is necessary! The person removes from itself it only with the loved one, being afraid of nothing and nothing suspecting. Trust, love and gratitude are making the truth…
Life is one, live it without a mask!
I do not know the value of masks,
But I knew the secrets of words
Combined dirty paint
And the explanation is ridiculous dreams.
In fact, as the shadows is fall unclear
At the broken gray asphalt
And in the throes of wild dancing
Turning all bright in the stench.
How to fail stage,
When you want to climb up
As if someone is very skilled
Exposes you at all.
And when suddenly at the height of passion
I have a car I am your deception
I understand that you are not the same suit,
Anyway you all give.
But when the weasels is from sham
His heart shall lock the bolt,
I tasted the mystery of masks
And forget the meaning of words.
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