Why can't I be happy
As if the makers forgot my smiles
I find myself without
Thou which is painted on
A mask
But one that fades
Each tear wipes it away
I whom is cursed
I whom is unright
Hand me a marker
As I rewrite I
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PoetryThese are poems, old and new. Hopefully people can relate and feel understood from reading
