Liar Behind The Mask : Poetry

A smile dances on the faces,
while the devil screams inside,
Every-moment as it passes by,
Blood and laughs splatter around.

Yellows and Pinks show their body,
Thorns and red façade behind,
The porcelain doll is a kalopsia,
Petrichor of the rain will soak you in pain.

Clinks of bottles,
Clouds of smoke,
Hide behind the mirrors
of the whites and marble.

The lucent sound of dusk
queries around to the stars,
The sun shines brightly,
They plead for the moon.

Covered in the moss of the scars,
They run through the blades of glass,
Plastered smiles and laughs,
Beautiful liars behind the mask.


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