I'm leaving my body
the costumes are borrowed
from the changing room of life
my face belongs to a foreign person
for the moment
someone's invisible hand
removes my life
as a used prop
I'm leaving
to start playing
in the new mask
Masquerade
Anna Banasiak
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/11/2019
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Poem topics: room, moment, person, face, start, invisible, body, life, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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