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Masked (Free verse) by savannah

Take your mask off, It don't faze me any more, Your bullshit dont mean shit to me I know your fake now Only my best friends are real, The rest of you are backstabbing bastard. If you were real you'd stab me in the front, So I could see you But instead you go walking around, Saying who knows what, While I sit hear thinking you're true, But your only true to your lies. So I'm looking past your mask, And I see the real you, I finally see how fake you are. But it doesn't matter to me anymore. You dont mean anything to me anymore. So take off your mask so you don't fool anyone else Like you fooled me!

<~> 14-Aug-02/9:33 PM
angry about the mask. hmm. i've got a closet full of them. you will too, someday. i think it's the whispering behind it, more than the mask itself. just think about how small that space is, between the lies and the mask. heat it up. put a mirror behind him to catch them as they flow out from his(?) poisoned lips. bottle them up. what color are they, the daggered, dripping lies? and how do so many hide away behind the carved insides?




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