UN TOLD MYSTERIES
Beneath my smile is a heart bleeding, a soul weeping and my mind ranting
there's a story that no one knows, one that curved me from human to stone
It dried my tears and now i cry no more
It taught me to hate and to trust no more!
This curve on my face, is a mask to ease
All the pain I feel that they don't see!
The mask I wear to hide the battle field within my mind
Where all i do is o fight the demons inside
Like a street artist I paint and run
And what's left to see is, THAT MYSTERIOUS SMILE
Beneath which is a person you once knew
But am not supprised because I AM YOU when YOU were ME
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Mostly personal/autobiographical with some abstract mask metaphor
Multiple ideas densely packed: masks, stone, demons, identity confusion
Strongly negative: bleeding, weeping, pain, demons, hatred throughout
Intense language: ranting, fight, demons, explosive emotional declarations
Approximately 12 lines; falls in 7-15 range
Rich metaphors: mask, stone, battlefield, street artist, bleeding heart
Pure lyric internal voice; first-person emotional confession throughout
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