The Day the Mask Slipped
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The day the mask slipped
You showed your other face again,
Dishing out the pain.
Before – in anger and in rage,
Now – you’ve turned the page.
The phony face of reason you displayed,
But your hand you overplayed
The day the mask slipped.
***
©DGA 05 August 2011 11:54
Refer:
https://adeeyoyo.wordpress.com/2010/11/09/who-are-you/
https://adeeyoyo.wordpress.com/2010/11/12/pain-2/
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05/08/2011 at 1:38 pm
Sooner or later that hidden wolf will emerge
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05/08/2011 at 2:02 pm
Yes and I hope I can handle it, Carl.
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05/08/2011 at 2:19 pm
Oh dear, the scoundrel will always out!
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05/08/2011 at 2:27 pm
Well all I can say is God help me Cindy.
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05/08/2011 at 3:30 pm
Masks are like clouds that conceal the sun or moon behind… they can do so for sometime. Largely successful for a day or two. But then, they are too ethereal to sustain their substance from the other element.
They have to turn a page that bares them. Well written Denise.
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05/08/2011 at 5:20 pm
‘…like clouds…’ very good Sunamu. That’s so true.
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05/08/2011 at 3:53 pm
this is kinda scary…those that stay hidden to their true agendas…you then wait to see when it will slip once more…
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05/08/2011 at 5:22 pm
Yes, twice Brian, and it is scary!
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05/08/2011 at 4:20 pm
We have all got them, Denise.
Being real is a lifetime’s challenge, mostly when we ourselves are greatly challenged
by outside influences.
Very perceptive stuff.
Thanks, John.
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05/08/2011 at 5:46 pm
I like people, especually those I’m close to, to be open, John.
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05/08/2011 at 4:56 pm
scary thought!
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05/08/2011 at 5:36 pm
Yes, Sidey, it is.
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05/08/2011 at 5:29 pm
I love it when people’s masks slip revealing their “true colors.” It makes it easier to deal with them in future encounters.
Hope you’re making progress with your therapy! 🙂
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05/08/2011 at 5:41 pm
It is a very difficult, challenging situation, Nancy. I think the only way in which to deal with it, unfortunately, is for me to put on a mask too. This I haven’t done for years. I am always me. WYSIWYG!
Therapy is going well. Problem with the fit of the brace has been sorted. Walked down the passage here with my walker and back again. Ahem! 😀
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05/08/2011 at 5:49 pm
Yay . . . about getting back up on your feet, not about wearing a mask.
I prefer WYSIWYG too.
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05/08/2011 at 6:35 pm
Thanks, Nancy! ♥
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05/08/2011 at 6:57 pm
Our masks are always slipping… until we dare to take them off for good, to show the face behind our face…
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05/08/2011 at 7:34 pm
I think as we get older we don’t need our masks any longer. Well, I don’t and I know others who are also confident enough to relax and be ourselves.
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05/08/2011 at 9:59 pm
Gosh, been there, Denise. Each of us has our dark side, but some are darker than others.
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06/08/2011 at 5:17 am
This was such a shock to see – totally unexpected, Kate.
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05/08/2011 at 10:43 pm
Stay strong – you are a fighter!
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06/08/2011 at 5:19 am
Thanks, Barb, I think I’ve defused the situation for now…
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06/08/2011 at 8:44 am
well executed take on that old adage that the leopard doesn’t change its spots, Adeeyoyo
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06/08/2011 at 8:50 am
Yip, Bb. Took years before the spots were exposed though, but I know they are there now, lol!
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06/08/2011 at 10:31 am
As I read the comments and your replies I must note that I was thinking of the masks worn by others as a danger. I thought of it in terms of the masks of others that are deceitful, never my own and that was the intent of my original comment . Perhaps because I have lived without a mask I think unless you consider self restraint a mask.
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06/08/2011 at 11:00 am
You were right Carl. I have seen the real nature exposed of someone whom I have known all my life and trusted. 😦
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07/08/2011 at 10:16 am
Not the masks. I fear the masks. I have been let own badly by someone who was wearing a mask and I didn’t realise until it was too late. I hope the same thing hasn’t happened to you. This poem really got to me.
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07/08/2011 at 10:24 am
I think I’m stronger, Selma, because now I know for sure and can be prepared… also, much against my will, I will use a mask with this person for my own defence if it is necessary.
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