The Veil

Out of the conscience into the mind

Certain distraction the veil of time

Could have spoken the truth but words not honest

Little slit forming on a wall, Can it be broken?

Drapes covering head falling before the eyes

Difficult deduction to make everything a jaded find

Conquest is marched and promises are broken

To shed a tear a colossal opportunity is stolen

And timid is her stance as wheel of time started to churn

In cacophony of thoughts she found answers to all her question

Though many questions in her mind were still unanswered

Sheath of her skin too thick to mind anyone’s attention

Forgotten are smug jilted words of control

Now she controls the time when the veil is to be put on

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