Inside the mind of a faceless poet.

Inside the mind of a faceless poet.

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I am truly disturbed on the inside. I live in a facade where I mask my true self... I am alone. Through writing I am myself thus I am free. I have shared my mind through writing poetry. Read while I introduce you to me just a unregarded faceless being living a tormented life.
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