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Mask
I'm features to be lent,
     both to lady and to gent
with eyes that aren't my own,
     and expression a soulless clone.

I might smile when you're sad,
     or frown if you're glad
I'd guard tears you weep,
     for my mood I always keep.

I grace the waltzes of noble elite,
     then dance all night in the Carnival street.
I'm known for the telling, for tales I help weave,
     one of me smiling, the other will grieve.
 
 
 
 

 

 
 

 
 
 
 
borrowed face
anyone can use them
holes for eyes
lacks life

what it portrays is false

covers what you really feel
never changes

masquerade balls
found at Carnival
used in plays
symbol of the theater