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This Mask is

A sort of aegis for me

It makes me floath in the dark

It makes my die in a spark

A thousand eyes, a thousand mouths

I'll just dress what I need

The cover of the book I am

Insanity

This endless Hoax

Stashed by our hollowness

The snake pursues me

Apples on his course

Shape Shifter

Adapting to opportunities

Up to the Crypt

Of Hypocrisy

We don't lie

We are the lie

Like clouds, covering the skies

I am the shine behind Them

A corpse I disignated

Drafting my odds

He speaks to me

The chasm calls

Like leprosy thrown by your gods

Guilty senses

Are exposing the fiction

This mind imperfection

This encless Hoax

Stashed by our hollowness

Helps Me

I would do the same

Shapeshifter

Focused on the purpose

I drown myself

Like this

Hypocrypt