Faith given unto one of consequence still unknown though
Right of passages, ownership not yet lost still the quiet
Even keeled soul confused by betrayal;
Damned to live’s pained, judged as selfishness is none the less
Evolution which rejects as true identity reveals
Regaining slowly the memory of truth; realities collide with dreams
In clouds, realism is shrouded; goodness
Creeps through slowly unveiling true beauty
Knowing true love does exist
Shell de Toni 