Tuesday, September 4, 2018

The Mask





The Mask
The mask hangs on the wall,
It stares at me from there,
At night, the jewel on its head glimmers;
In the darkness, its eerie smile flickers;
We both stare at each other,
We try to reach out to each other,
But as sleep overcomes me,
The mask hides away in the darkness of the night.




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