I have a mask, a thin disguise
I wear it when falsehood applies
You'll never know if it is me
The mask is all that you can see
I could be here or am I there
I'm absolutely everywhere
I'll wear my mask to lay you low
Who am I? You'll never know
I've worn it for so very long
I don't know what's right or wrong
It isn't just a see through veil
With it in place I cannot fail
I don't think you can see the signs
It seems the pleasure is all mine
This face I wear is made of cloth
Appears I just can't take it off
But what happens when a mask comes loose
Be ready for the hangmans noose...
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Comments & Feedback (19)
@VikingHorn mmm...yes...or, thou shalt know the number of the beast, and it sure as hell ain't a six! ππππ
600 you have too much spare time, does your boss know he is paying you to write for Opuss? πππ½
@crowncottage haha! I do have to be a bit careful Linda, but I'm lucky, the nature of the job gives me the time I need. Most of the time anyway... ππππβ€
@leelee101 haha, good. I hope you have silent switched on or he will think there is a plague of stray moggies! π½
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