Writing

the mask

brain of mine

you lie to me.

you tell me it’s fine

if me I be.

but in this place

of many days

it has no face

only plays

and so you see,

brain of mine,

if me i be

no move is fine

a role to me calls

costume i must wear

so i away from me i fall

separating with a tear

on is the play

out to the stage

tricks, lies stare my way

costumes they all wage

so brain of mine

you have lied to me

in life it is not fine

if me i try to be

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