A mask he wears to feel at ease,
Even when he has no flaws to cover.
When he saw her she made him freeze.
Each day he watched her closer.
More of a partner in crime than a witness.
The grotesque deformity he shouldn't have seen.
An instruction to give out an a dress.
What do all of the memories mean?
The songs he play always in perfect pitch,
As he glides the bow across the strings.
She trusts him enough not to snitch,
For the end leads to new beginnings.
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Poetry
PoesíaJust some poems I've written. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated! Highest ranking #62 in meaningful
