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THE MASK…. This mask that I wear Is worn with care Behind this mask Is someone so Rare Beware!!! For this mask can tell A million stories Of fight and glories Behind this mask Resides the real me Confusions Disillusions Loneliness Restlessness This mask is worn To cover the scars Marred by the years Of fears Tears Afraid of not being Heard Shattered confidences Self-worth Pity showing its ugly face Feeling of disgrace So never be fooled By the mask that is worn It could be I am tattered And torn This mask that I wear Keeps me secure And so sure Silently watching From every corner Gaining strength Dignity And grace Finally someday I will show My true face © Helen Moule 23rd April 2012
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May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 2:29 PM UTC
The Mask
THE MASK…. This mask that I wear Is worn with care Behind this mask Is someone so Rare Beware!!! For this mask can tell A million stories Of fight and glories Behind this mask Resides the real me Confusions Disillusions Loneliness Restlessness This mask is worn To cover the scars Marred by the years Of fears Tears Afraid of not being Heard Shattered confidences Self-worth Pity showing its ugly face Feeling of disgrace So never be fooled By the mask that is worn It could be I am tattered And torn This mask that I wear Keeps me secure And so sure Silently watching From every corner Gaining strength Dignity And grace Finally someday I will show My true face © Helen Moule 23rd April 2012
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May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 2:29 PM UTC
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