Your mask fell off.
You couldn't handle the fact that I look better in live coral than you do.
You couldn't handle the fact that I fill a blouse
Better than you ever could.
So your mask fell off.
Too late to pick it up.
The laughter made you apologize to me, because, you see,
Your mask fell off.
Your job was on the line. Too bad your ego had to take a
Rain check.
The cop had an evil smirk on his face.
Yeah, he's like that.
He has so much in common with the common sociopaths
He would always hang out with.
Once a cop, always a cop.
But since your mask fell off, you couldn't cop out of
Your guilt.
It was written all over your fashion face.
Don't fear the empath, you chicken leg, lady.
About the Creator
Maria Ayala
I started writing poetry at age 12. I am from San Diego, California. My birthday is on May 30th. Please contribute to my blog. I also create videos for the Tom Ellis Fan Page on facebook. Looking forward to watching Lucifer on Netflix!!
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