An Epiphany To Remember
Standing at the very threshold of my dream, I had an epiphany
That somewhere inside, I sworn that I been there before
Trapped in broken records; in the broken truth of the past
Basking over the glitters into the seams of my closed-fisted-mask
I was swimming with a thousand other fishes, drowning under the moon
I had an epiphany of a prison hiding inside an airless balloon
Wilbert Dela Cruz 6-6-16
Copyright © Wilbert Dela Cruz | Year Posted 2016
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