HueA Poem by Ana B.a WRATH compilationMy
mind’s ecstasy Veiled
behind the armies of mordacity… This
unknown entity Full
of recondite capacity… Lies
opaque As
ever intact, At
the bottom of the lake It’s
truth abstract… But
really, Does
honesty have a shade? Portraying
clearly This
childish masquerade That
seems to go on…
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