The Mask Speaks

The Mask Speaks

A Poem by nevershoutnever.
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Speaking helps...

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I am a tear: falling down a cheek.
I am a hand: holding anothers.
My eyes are green to blend in with the camoflogue.
My nose is sharp to recognize
the pain inside one's eyes.
My smile is fierce
and belongs in front of other's faces.
My life is lived to believe in the impossible.

© 2011 nevershoutnever.


Author's Note

nevershoutnever.
Believe.

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Added on July 19, 2011
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nevershoutnever.
nevershoutnever.

Royal Oak, MI



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