The Shadowed Mirror

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In the theater of the mind, where shadows often play,
A puppet master pulls the strings, crafting tales to sway.
Draped in veils of innocence, they dance upon the stage,
While casting you, the villain, in a most deceitful rage.

Their heart, a labyrinth of fears, where echoes twist and turn,
Rather than face the flickering truth, they let their fire burn.
You stand, a mirror held aloft, reflecting all their scars,
Yet in their eyes, you wear the mask of the demon behind bars.

A canvas splashed with colors bold, yet smeared with shades of gray,
They wield their brush with fervent strokes, painting you in dismay.
Each stroke a shield against the light, a fortress for their lies,
As the palette of their conscience fades, beneath the weight of sighs.

Your worth, a gem that shines within, though they obscure the view,
Their judgments are but whispers lost, in the tempest they pursue.
For what they cannot bear to face, they cast onto your shore,
A tempest brewed from inner storms, yet you are not the war.

Like autumn leaves that fall and fade, they scatter blame around,
Each flutter, a deflection swift, a fleeting, hollow sound.
The roots of truth, they burrow deep, beneath the surface cracked,
But rather than unearth the pain, they launch their fierce attack.

In the garden of their troubled soul, where weeds of doubt entwine,
They sow the seeds of blame and shame, to shield their heart's design.
Yet, every thorn they throw your way, a testament to strife,
Is but a shadow of their plight, not a measure of your life.

So let them weave their fragile tales, with threads of misdirect,
For in the quiet corners where their truth begins to reflect,
You'll find your worth, a sturdy oak, amidst the storm's cruel dance,
A beacon shining through the fog, a testament to chance.

Their battles rage within their hearts, while you stand firm and free,
For every villain they create, is just a mask, you see.
In the tapestry of life we share, their struggles weave and wind,
But know this truth: You are not them, nor are You ever blind.



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