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Mask.

October 15, 2011
By Sheepinator BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
Sheepinator BRONZE, Bolingbrook, Illinois
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My mind falls next to my feet,
Attached to a body without any care;
Looking past everyone that I meet.

Just when I find a sight my eyes greet,
Fathom it, no, I would not dare –
My mind falls next to my feet.

Presents, posters, signs so discreet,
yet inside emits not a glare
Looking past everyone that I meet.

Society harmful, women are beat
Why should anything else be fair?
My mind falls next to my feet.

Destruction is mocked and hooligans cheat
No such thing as ONE man-woman pair –
Looking past everyone that I meet.

Then in a dark void, my soul finds a seat
Sweat drips off the mask I wear;
My mind falls next to my feet
Looking past everyone that I meet.


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