Death mask

She dies
and they dress her
again in the death mask
since birth she tried
to claw away
And success found breath
and first open smiles
and a mirror that finally
told her the truth
But finger nails bloody trails
led hate to her door
closing only again
on her casket
Dirt may cover up her bones
But shame covered up her face

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