Saving Face

Can’t save your face

I’ve seen inside

social tools can’t hide your eyes

you built a closet, hid your lies

can’t tell the truth although you try

It’s immaculately contrived

Is it real?

We made it up

it’s Tragic comedy

We pressed our luck

We drown confusion

No means, no end

We create confusion

Resorting to a different land

Where Distance is our only friend

Crushing our hearts in our hands

love is strong but it’s not blind

A flawless image haunts my mind

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