Hooded Truth
While my professor kept droning on and on about the medulla and pyramidal decussations, I let my mind wander about a certain something that troubled me and my best friend for ages. and the result is here. Not intended to sadden anyone. Good day people! The credits for title goes to my best friend :)
All the world wears a mask
Deception concealed in every task
A kind smile treasures a vile motive
Innocents mistook for a fugitive
Friends stab at the spine, more and more
Wound of betrayal, bleeding sore
Hotness of anger burning the ground
Masked men, still sleep sound
Truism devoid of its synonym
Evilness filling upto the brim
Masks wither away, leaving ghastly horrors
So bad that even helpless are the Aurors
When time gets hard, deception wears off
Leaving scars, ripping the weeping heart into half
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