the mask

.


I open the black
...box..and there
against the black
...velvet..is
a white mask
..cold and white
frozen
...crafted smile
I hold it up
......sigh
and thank it
for always
....being there
for me
..when my other
face..was inaccessible
I feel the porcelain
...familiar
to my touch
..a tear quietly
escapes..unknowingly
and falls onto
it's....smooth
...surface
I whisper
"I don't need you
...anymore"
and kiss its
frozen smile
...before
letting it drop
...to a thousand
pieces



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