Hidden Behind A Pen And Paper

Hidden behind a pen and paper

Is where I live

Writing a writer’s tale,story or dream

Living in a mask

No one can see behind that mask

But throughout the words I right

Hidden behind a pen and paper

Shadows fall

As my day is spent in this paper and pen

Till night fall

Shadows filling the room

From the street lights in the streets outside the room where I am

Living behind the mask I wear

Not a mask anyone would see

Not one you’d recognize

For the masks I wear are still me

A masked villain of many words

That’s who I am

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