I dreamed
a masked woman
pulled out a gun
and threatened me,
Somehow i escaped
but the masked woman
still haunts my thoughts,
Was it myself?
Wearing a mask
at a masquarade
Pretending to be
something i ain’t?
Or is it living
a life that is fake?

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About seagullsea

a seagull flying over the great ocean of life observing.
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