The Mask

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    The Mask
    The mask I wear is just an illusion
    I put on with haste to cause you confusion
    I hide be hind it all my shame
    when I look through it you cant see my pain
    the mask I wear is sureal
    for with my true self you could not deal
    the demons it hides deep within
    those unholy creatures are my darkest sins

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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