incognito

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    incognito

     am I who I think I am
    or defined by all I feel
    everyone has a mask
    so none of it is real

    and the walls we build
    to protect ourselves
    are castles in the sand

    doomed to fall
    before love's call
    our foolish hearts surrender

    and that which we hold precious
    is despoiled by design
    I will hate
    my twisted fate
    though it's all that's truly mine

    and hide all of my precious parts
    in disguise of mass deception
    this game we play
    I have to say
    is due to flawed perception

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    ladiesman commented on incognito

    01-16-2011

    An all too real human write to say the least. We all definitely have our own personal masks we hide behind when situations dictate... and when they don't dictate... depending on how we feel.
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    Belovedespair

    01/16/2011

    I find it a sad, lonely way to live....don't we all end up...empty?

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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