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Masqurade
It's been so long since I put it on
I forgot I wore
a mask.
Not glitter kissed or all feather dressed
but plain and dull
to see.
Till one day it cracked and flaked a bit
and then in shock
I screamed.
As fingers flew to hold it in place
it crumbled in
my hands.
Then I was a stranger to myself
and to all those
I knew.
A little girl in big grown up clothes
with sleeves flopped o'er
my arms.
My mask was ruined and I was lost
not who I thought
I was.
Now I must know, do I glue it back
or grow up on
my own?
©
Rhoni
1999
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