Emilie Love

Masks - Poem by Emilie Love

Mirrors are lying
The surface we see
May be very far
From reality.
The masks we made
When we were young
Wont fit anymore
We're grown.
Shades of yesterday
Still coloring us
Lies we were told
Are what we're telling now
We repeat ourselves
once we forget
The record plays again.

Topic(s) of this poem: art

Poet's Notes about The Poem

what i think at late nights

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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