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Feb 2015
People make masks to hide
Behind, a wall built
So no one will know how
Hurt they really are
A mask of indifference
So no one will see the tears
They shed
The blood they bleed
The hurt they see
A mask, a wall
Whatever it's called the meaning
Is the same
They don't know how to love
Only fear,
Darkness a constant companion
Fear a haunting memory
Hurt and anger
holding it all together
Their mask the one thing that is
Constant the one thing they can count on
Until one day it breaks and cracks
Until there is no way to fix them
When they become too big to
Repair
A mask fallen
A wall broken
Exposed to the world
Now new fear but
A mask
A wall
Is no longer there
I was going through my older stuff and found this.
Mari
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Mari
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   Ara, ryn and Juneau
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