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OM (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer

What is the mask She wears.. oh widow, She walks and talks Mumbling.. But saying Nothing. Fool, consumed Confused, hazed Forever changing Becoming one with All.. Above it, With balance, No emotion, but all Emotion, in balance. Clear is the mask, Transparency for the Ones who see.. Then the mask Is illusion, And they can see What these calm Skies see. - Om.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 22-Jun-03/3:27 AM
Do you think that, in a metaphorical sense, we all wear masks? Masks that conceal our inner emotions from the prying eyes of the urchins that plague our troubled streets? Do we use masks to present an image that we hope society will find acceptable? Are we afraid to betray our actual feelings for fear of being ostracised, or even sodomised up the bum?

Or do you think that's just a load of bollocks?




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