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
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