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Changing Faces

By Andrew Edmonds


These fiendish faces which I can't control,

Contradicting the people I extol,

Suggesting Devil incarnate, soul sore,

I can't stand these false faces anymore.

Emotion, expression, strangely combined:

A sprinkling of anger when you are kind,

Does he find humour in your soft concern?

Then why with pride do his eyes gently burn?

I change in the mirror to something worse,

This confusion of Truth, a heavy curse.

The constant thought sticks too strong to deny:

Can I believe the words when the face says lie?