Mask

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The smiling faces bustle back and forth around me

A flow, a ebbing tide slowing wearing at the bonds tied apon my own smile

A mask that used to fit so well but now the tape is failing me

Humanity tears at bonds hoping to see what's under the tempered smile but not yet ready to bare witness to the horrors bellow

Horrors that I also not yet am ready to bare witness



Not yet...

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