No expression,
lights up their face,
but their blank looks,
darken them.
They don't like the light,
they live in shadows,
where their blank looks,
thrive.
They come out,
and no one knows what to think,
they're scared,
were scared.
Faceless,
that's what scares me,
no eyes, no mouth, no nose,
I can't read them.
They're inexpressive,
I don't know what to think,
its like they are always covered,
masking their lives.
No expression,
lights up their face,
so to them,
I must close my door,
and never open it,
cause they are,
unknown.
Nov 27, 2012
Nov 27, 2012 at 8:55 PM UTC
No expression,
lights up their face,
but their blank looks,
darken them.
They don't like the light,
they live in shadows,
where their blank looks,
thrive.
They come out,
and no one knows what to think,
they're scared,
were scared.
Faceless,
that's what scares me,
no eyes, no mouth, no nose,
I can't read them.
They're inexpressive,
I don't know what to think,
its like they are always covered,
masking their lives.
No expression,
lights up their face,
so to them,
I must close my door,
and never open it,
cause they are,
unknown.
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