Practiced art

In shadows cast, a dual-faced guise,

Deception veiled in friendly ties.

A mask of smiles, concealing schemes,

Beneath the surface, fractured dreams.

They dance with words, a practiced art,

Yet harbor secrets, hidden hearts.

A tale of two, a paradox,

Their truth is obscured, in paradox.

With faces twain, they weave their tale,

A duplicitous, shifting veil.

In light, they wear a guise so bright,

Yet darkness dwells within their sight.

Beware the charm, the dual flame,

For trust misplaced can lead to shame.

In mirrored faces, echoes lie,

A cautionary, silent cry.