Masked Melodies

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In shadows deep, where truths hide,
Not Sherlock's gaze, yet clear-eyed.
No poet's tongue, nor playwright's quill,
But through your mask, I see the chill.

With scars of sorrow etched in me,
I've learned to see what others don't see.
Your fragile walls, I pierce with ease,
Exposing truths, unraveling pleas.

So take heed, for I've walked the same,
Endured the storm, embraced the pain.
Survive you may, or crumble fast,
In the game where lies don't last.

'lies are as transparent as glass to me, I know the signs cause I've learnt to hide them'