Genuine Hypocrisy

... is a sticky, gooey mask
    that eats into
    the skin


... and flesh, quietly, slowly,
    gnawing at the bones
    and sinews


... of the wearer's
    hidden, real
    face!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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