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Free verse № 123498

The Layer of Black

Member since 2002 · Posted 15 Apr 2005 · 2 comments

The layer of black Underneath my skin Is asking for an audience The mask over my face Can no longer hold me in The veil no longer blinds me The curtain’s torn and tattered Exposure, nakedness, Light comes in I chase the darkness, My only friend I grasp for any remnant Of the hiding place Of the staleness of secrecy

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[9] Christof 16-Apr-05/4:59 AM Reply
This is powerful and I know exactly what you mean. Come out and spill whatever you have to! But I like this.
[8] Ranger 17-Apr-05/12:55 PM Reply
As a student I feel obliged to be wracked with guilt at not being black, impoverished or in prison (or any combination thereof)