Beyond the surface

It's  only intention an true  purpose, is to display what's beyond the surface.Lost romance in dier sorrow ,for my past and not tomorrow.Deep within the mirror lies a true reflection,yet I cannot see any detection. Yet more time past ever so swiftly,seems like thy journeys instantaneous apifney. It's only one true purpose, was to display what's beyond the surface.Burried beneath your dieing cancer, there can be only one answer.Lost romance in dier sorrow,for my past and not tomorrow. Cascading depths of rippled waves,for which the past inconspicuously paves.Fixated emotions  ingulfed in patterns,barring attraction like rings of Saturn.A Brought oppositions love comes to answer,like the destruction of thy true cancer. Lost romances in dier sorrow, for my past and not tomorrow.Burried beneath lies it's true purpose,to display what's beyond the surface.