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Poetry

The title says it all minus the fact that I will write about anything. You name it I write it.

Masks

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by Wolf41676

by Wolf41676

Masks
The one thing that hides us from the world
A protective sheet
Glued right on

Layer after layer
Masks form
You feel like you can remove them
But you know you can't

You feel lost
You feel broken
You have emotions bubbling up
But you hide them with a mask

Glued on
Sewed on
Stuck on
Never to be removed

So you hide
Never showing your colors
For you yourself have forgotten
Thanks to these masks