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Mar 2018
I punched a wall today
to feel something beside the grey
tired of the constant mask you have to put on for approval
because that face behind the mask is Not fine
I am insane due to the erosion of my emotions
now my fist is black and blue but hey my hand does not wear the mask my face does
no therapist can fix me
Written by
Lizzy K  F/America
(F/America)   
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