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Mask Of Truth.
I have a face...
That I show the world,
Where truth is buried,
Won't be unfurled.
I have a face...
On display,
I laugh and smile,
The day away.
I have a face...
Of double side,
False on show,
Truth I hide.
The face you see...
Is false and shallow,
The hurt is hidden,
Squashed like mallow.
The face you see...
Is a mask of steel,
Hardened to hurt,
So pain I don't feel.
© Catherine Inglesby 1993
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