I've finally given up against the elements and trying to hide who I am. I can't take it anymore, what I'm becoming. So, what would a Writer do? Obviously, write. So here- written in about 5 minutes- is my latest installment, Disguises.

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Hiding who I am Inside,
Rolling Eyes and Quiet Sighs,
Deceitful Tricks and Dirty Blows
Undermine my dark red Rose.

Hiding who I am Inside,
Stabbing, slashing,
Cutting Moans,

Though I cannot Hide Myself,
I can hide my dark red Rose.

a Mask of White shall hide My Face,
Disguising my belittled grace,
Awkward steps unto the Door
of Choices, I cry Nevermore.

bruises Here and bruises There,
Hearts can Break and Hearts can Tear,
I cannot hide my feelings, No,
I can hide my dark red Rose.

I cannot Hide who I am Inside,
My innocence, my long-lost Pride,
but though I cannot hide
Myself,
I try to hide my
dark red Rose.