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The Mask

by Heather's Starting End

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Mask of morning fog
Covers the rays of breaking sun
Mask of a smile
Covers the remorse of a broken dream

Disguises both ways
Distorts what may be
A manipulated state so truth won’t be seen

The sun still shines just not in our eyes
The remorse of pain not healed
Switch the perception
View from a new side
Then see the truth
These masks don’t reveal

 

…Heather 2014

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Posted on April 9, 2014 at 11:04 AM in Heather, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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3 Comments to “The Mask”

    
  1. Morgan
    April 9, 2014 at 1:26 PM

    This really reaches deep inside. So Touching!

    Reply
    

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