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Apr 2017
She painted a disguise full of colour
grey, green, pink and red.
A mask of flesh to cover
thoughts, bruises, dreams in her bed.  
She laid it carefully on paper
buff
no black text on white
blurry
images
mixing with her head.

It took time to mix and caste
ideas, thoughts, rhymes and tears.
A shield to confront her innermost
magic, demons and heart of fears.
She wrote with a pen on the
left
the left that is left and not your right
early
pictures
where she treads more near.
Writing about my dyslexia
Joy Ceye
Written by
Joy Ceye  50/F/South of England
(50/F/South of England)   
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   ---, Autumn Rose, kim, Mack and Ashly Kocher
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