Behind The Scenes Poem by Farah Taskin
Behind The Scenes
How clear is the crystal mirror?
It's like a blur
The virtual world is a shocking world
Guilty pleasures are bought and sold here
The serial killers flutter around in disguise
These ghosts are blue and dead butterflies
They have dark secrets
Actors on the world stage wear invisible masks
Dr Jekyll soliloquizes
'Et tu, Brute? '
Mr Hyde laughs like a demon
Light is lost in the shadows
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