April 19, 2011
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I keep them next to my hats on their hooks
For all occasions I have a false face
My great collection of synthetic looks
Every mask on the rack has its own place
Sometimes life feels like a masquerade ball
You know only what a person tells you
The truth with their heart stays hidden from all
Behind fragile masks souls are hidden from view
In every grown body there’s a small child
With a pretty, glass heart pinned to her sleeve
A heart that sparkles when weather is mild
But would shatter if this sweet calm did leave
For this reason we lock our hearts away
And put elaborate masks on display

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PJD17 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 20, 2011 at 9:29 pm
this is so good i really loved this keep up the great work  if you have time could you please check out and comment on my poem what if we were a Dream i would really really appreciate the feedback
kat95 replied...
May 22, 2011 at 1:38 pm
thanks so much, I will :)
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