behind this maskA Poem by Reward 'premio' Mwale
behind this mask
a man unknown blind as dusk mysterious as dawn crazy and wild still nice to the bone hasty yet mild grill ice when i'm gone king of smiles role dice for my throne looking into the mirror i'm just as weird as my clone twisted as a cyclone still straight as a sunbeam neat as nylon the sun my inspiration like it i'ma shine on i should call me brighton my future seems light shone behind this veil to my personality a trail in this flesh my jail only death my bail unmask me see the creep i am i'm clumsy but thats half me the other half is still tryna fix my clumsy behind this mask are battles still being fought conflicting decisions answers being sought behind this mask hides a masked face © 2012 Reward 'premio' MwaleAuthor's Note
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Added on September 17, 2012 Last Updated on September 17, 2012 Author
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