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Broken is thy name, shattered thy visage.
A mask of glass, cracked by the hand that crafted it.
Piece by piece pulled back together but never truly reforged.
It ends with a flash of countenance captured in a shard,
Lost, but not misplaced.
- by Isto Velve |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/03/2009 |
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- Title: The Mask
- Artist: Isto Velve
- Description: The problem with lies is that they will always catch up to you. It's rather short, but I didn't think it was too bad.
- Date: 02/03/2009
- Tags: mask lies
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