What lies beyond this mask
Is merely a question I always ask.
Painted with stripes of green and red,
Revealing envy, tears I shed;
Displaying my broken heart
Dark and gloomy, inches apart;
And trickles of bliss that I once had;
This morbid mask portrays my face;
Displaying my life in many ways.
The choice is yours to pick which view
To look at me and see me
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