Behind The Mask: Three Line Tales, Week 71

Behind the mask is hidden a story, a secret shared only with me
Clowning makes the world laugh with a smile as wide as can be
Leaving everybody happy my sorrows will go to the grave with me


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Burdens of the Past

I carry the burdens of the past

All these years a deep sorrow

Clouded my heart

As the years rolled by

Every year one step nearer to the grave

I can neither take sorrows with me

Nor can I leave behind to share

What good are these sorrows then

These burdens of the past

Will no longer weigh me down

No longer I will be crying alone

Words will not bleed anymore

A heart lightened, weight lifted

Look forward happily to the day

When the call will come

To travel to the land unknown