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|Another little poem I wrote. It started out as a description of myself, but it turned into something about the main character in my book. It was also written in my English class, so I hope you enjoy it.||
Behind the Mask
She is a dark elf.
Always, she hides behind an ebony mask.
Sneaking and slinking, she glides through life, a master
of the darkness; a master of intrigue.
Never, however, does she reveal
her true countenance. Always behind that ebony mask, a
sly smile on her face.
Other elves, dwarves and men flock to see her.
Who has ever seen a dark elf unless before death?
Amazing stories she can tell, full of adventure and danger,
love and destruction. All admire her, despite
her heritage. All praise her, despite her mask.
Who knows who she really is? What mysteries lay
behind those emerald green eyes? Once, she
could have been a princess. Once, one of those love
stories she tells could have been hers.
Once, she could’ve not had the ebony mask.
Once, she did not fear the twang of a bow.
No one can see behind her mask.
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