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I am simply a shield

a fad that is wasting away.

as the sun goes day by day

I wait in the lonesome shallows of my deepest pit.

No one knows of the monsters awaiting inside this mask. 

And as soon as the moon creeps through the night, 

I know they are coming out fast.

  • Author: Rachel (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2018 23:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: I found this from years ago... I don't remember writing it; yet I still feel each component and each line present in my life.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 7


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