The Mask That's Shown

I wrote this poem because of a person who had hurt me and still till this day lies to me.
The emotions are real
The sound of your heartbeat
All I can feel
Is the legend so sweet
One lost love
One last hour
As pure as a dove
As sweet as a flower
Your evil glare
The face is shown
But the loving stare
Is never known
All I feel is the breaking heart
That I feel inside
More powerful than a dart
Something I cannot abide
When will the truth be known?
When will the pain stop?
The blood has flown
All with the sounding pop

By Kate Gibbons
Published: 2/12/2007

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