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Jul 2019
The anger in me, one I choose to show no one.
The anger in me, which no one could ever understand.
I could let it out, but that would be a disaster,
I bottle it up, but that's another type of disaster.
What do I do to make it stop?
Oh! I know,
I'll just keep it under the mask of my smile.
I somehow couldn't complete this how I wanted
Written by
Yonwato  23/M/Lagos, Nigeria
(23/M/Lagos, Nigeria)   
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