Sevenbits Mask
veiled by a shroud of mourning,
lost outside a mask of woe-
I seek abhorring moments,
disguised by joy, a rough smile-
concealed by a handmade cloak,
obscurity is a sheath...
until I feel love’s blanket.
Sevenbits
Theme: Mask
October 4, 2017
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2017
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