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Jun 2015
Gotta stay sane boys.
That's what they expect after all.
That's what they think they'll see.
But is it?
Or is it different?

I jabbed myself with my own pen though.
It's bleeding now, making me rethink writing
Do I write and run the risk?
Or do I stop and go numb?
Who knows really?

You'll read this.
You'll think it's too much.
And then you'll click away.
But before you do, remember.
Masks are easy to put on.
Lots of people. Little to no emotion. End me.
Samuel Evan
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Samuel Evan  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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   Eiliv Advena
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