Beneath
What lies beneath the mask you wear? A broken heart yet not a care. Empty tears streaming down a battered face on a head that was once held with dignity and grace. What once was your spirit now tattered and torn, returns with a hardness full of contempt and scorn. All that was once so pretty and fair now lies behind scars that once were not there. Maybe someday in the future after the passage of time inner beauty will resurface not just in your mind! Written December 29th, 2001 © on Dec 29 2001 04:25 AM PST, Deborah Wolz 0 • 1
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"What lies beneath..."