Sunday, January 1, 2012

Behind The Mask Comments

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This mask I wear is not to protect my own skin.
Precariously balanced above my once smile, now grim.
Lips sewn shut tight, eyes so alive, vibrant with fright.
The mask I wear rids me of pride, confidence lost, spirit has died.
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Angelica St. Darke
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Vipins Puthooran 02 January 2012

Unveil the mask of sadness/ a sad poem! ! !

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