Thespians Poem by Butch Decatoria

Thespians



We all wear variegated faces,
However slow or fast the paces
The emotions bubbling drums
Expressions glum or numb
I wear all masks but hatred's.

My words are more than spoken,
Heart dies loudest when broken.
A Sadness that's a wasteland.

Sunday, December 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions
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Butch Decatoria

Butch Decatoria

Olongapo City, Philippines
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