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Hidden Identity

Pantomime7

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Faceless enchantment hides the once hideous being
You grind your teeth in animosity
Clenching your bloody fist as you strike the beholder
Black deluges into night and I see the light above shine bright
Shards of broken glass fill my lungs
The sharp pain of bereavment leaks from my pores
I hate the nothingness I've become
A peaceful lullaby whispers in my ear
A forgotten voice hindered by guilt
Falls way side into the pit of damnation
I beguile you to join me in the palace of lies
From which we fabricate our frozen death
Seeing the callused face of your belligerent self
Within the mirror of introspection
You flee, yet nowhere is achieved and nothing is gained
Freedom is your diminutive cell
And within this cell you forget your most valued possession
YOURSELF
The devil within, the mirror of yourself, rears its head in elated triumph
 
I believe that we don't actually know what we are capable of: Hence my perception of Hidden Identity: And we hide behind so many different faces: Great write:
 
Reading this, was a great read and yet it reminds you that all of us have different faces of one self.

:)
 
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