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Beast

I can see through your mask
The one that blinds your eyes
From your ill fated lies
The one that acts as a cape
For the children to imaginate
I can see through your wall
The one built before your heart
For holding the sins in the dark
As a cage holds the beast back ‘til death
Takes it’s toll, ‘til death takes its gold

I wait, patiently
For your breath to stop
As you lie, that mask
Built before your eyes is lifted
And the audience is gifted
To see this man for the beast he is
The beast that is
Written by ARGreen
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