Mask
hiding imagery in galleria of deceit giving birth to indentities incomplete a clown
amongst devils in the sin parlour a priest amongst hypocrites in honor of valor a
face for all occasions and situations a stalker to you a hunter to me in my employ
to reveal your mask for a fee in a crowded and empty room free to roam a
trespasser in his own rite and home to peel away the mask of yours to the world
to bare all that is there and nothing more to hide in plain sight within yourself
looking at your inner mask you fail to see with fear building of the truth you flee
finding yourself in the flask it reflects back the mask
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