A mask is what I wear...
To hide all I fear...
But the pain builds up here...
And sorrow fills the air...
I can't take it off myself...
For fear of my true self...
But someone else can...
This person accepts my flaws...
And can release me from fear's jaws...
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Poems of my Soul
PoetryThis'll be where I'll write and post any poems I think up, and each one will be unique, rather than following just one singular theme.
