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Faces

Complete silence
Room full of people
Everyone screaming
Out comes the evil
Flashes of sound
That no body sees
They fall to the ground
With the taste of a breeze
Dead bodies
With hidden identities
Beg for condemption
As you fall to your knees
The remains are but puzzles
Revealed by a mask
Try to burn the faces
Such a simple task
Falling voices
Kept in a box
Never to be heard
Faces lost in a paradox
They will never be known
To more than themselves
Their souls will be stolen
And disappear on the shelves.

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Written May 22nd, 2005

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  • SilentFlyer
    June 8, 2005
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    Great flow to it. I like this poem a lot.

  • PoeticPixie77
    May 22, 2005
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    Now that's thought provoking! I liked this poem, so deep.