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Wednesday, April 6, 2005Masquerade...Masquerade Your eyes lock in deep gaze, Searching for words I dare not say. Horrid gift of intuition! How it seeps through our skin, The silent uttering of the body, Of the secrets within. And did it show? Did you see how I fell on my knees? Pausing long before your stare, Brainstorming deceit. How... Sign in to see full entry. |