The Mime

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It's hard to communicate when
You're silenced by black and white paint.
Gloved white hands try to express,
But none understand the charade.

A face that carries a masked smile,
But eyes that shine emptily through.
Deep inside you know the truth.
They don't and won't understand you.

Dressed in stripes like a criminal,
You are locked up inside your act.
Your invisible brick walls
Ironically imprison you.

So take your invisible rope
Wrap it around your throat.
Knot, pull taut.

Jump.

Is it still an act?





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