Emilie autumn

Two masks (poem)

Emilie autumn
Two masks
One a princess one a witch
Both ridiculous and painted and blind
My eyes
Would fill the empty spaces
And bring about a total transformation
Artifice is the true realism
Deceit lives in the flesh
And will not show its face to any man
But give us a mask
And we will tell you the truth
I could not choose
So I will wear them both
The witch next to my skin
The princess next to yours
Which will you see first?
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