Quietly, secretly, drowning in fear
Politely, unobtrusively –
Like the assassin crawling inside my chest,
Silently spreading from airway to airway,
Congealing
Suffocating
Destroying
So many masks…
A macabre carnival of deception and death:
A façade of strength and grace, concealing terror and
despair –
A vigorous outer shell, concealing decay within –
Spin the wheel, round it goes, where it stops nobody knows
Which face will you see today?
Which place will I be today?
Where will the needle drop?
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