Lately I have begun to take up poem writing again, I did a little many years ago but haven't lately. I know no one will read these, but who cares this is more for me than anyone else.
Stormy Soul
I feel the clouds rolling in my head
Dark black and full of dread
When the sun cones in to sight
Will I have survived the storms of night
Masquerade
Life is a masquerade ball
You put on the face that is sure to please
A smile for all while tears stain your cheeks
God help the fool who sees the monster beneath the masks
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