STORY STARTER

Write a poem that includes this line:

'The mask is slipping'.

Part of series
When Collecting Angel Feathers

Chapter 43

thy mask hath fallen

Thy mask has fallen,


and so art thou


thy visage; horrid


thy countenance; rancid


for thou standeth


at that great mirror


what with hell upon thy face


thy eyes; shadows


thy smile; artifice


thy soul; hollowed


and all from the reflection thus:


that deep within we know death


us

Comments 1
Loading...