UNMASK
Beautiful distractions
Flowered with deception
Showeres of darkness budding lies
A mask of hope blinding truth
Rummors of bondage can't break lose
UNMASK
Beautiful distractions
Flowered with deception
Showeres of darkness budding lies
A mask of hope blinding truth
Rummors of bondage can't break lose
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
A DOE MY DEER | 1 | 07/09/2024 |
MY CHILD | 0 | 06/05/2021 |
IF~ A MIDNIGHT THOUGHT | 1 | 12/22/2020 |
HOW I FEEL | 1 | 07/28/2016 |
You Love Me! | 0 | 09/18/2011 |
UNMASK | 0 | 05/05/2011 |
HE CALLED ME FRIEND!? | 1 | 10/14/2010 |
WE'RE TWISTED | 1 | 02/26/2010 |
MON COEUR | 0 | 02/14/2010 |
Howd you get in? | 1 | 12/19/2009 |
SHUCKS | 0 | 12/08/2009 |
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