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Aug 2020
Locked doors
The key lost somewhere in time
Emotions
Misplaced and forgotten
Blankets of lies
Warm and secure
Comforting
Bright colored masks
Hiding the ugly scars of wounds never healed
I painted on the smile
Portraying only what I wanted seen
I wrote the script and played the role so well
Both the heroine and the martyr
Victim and Villain
Outside strong and secure
Inside a scared, lonely child
Neglected
Misunderstood
Living in denial
The truth pierces the soul like an arrow
A doubled-edged sword
Ripping through - tearing out
Destroying
Everything we once believed in
Leaving us naked and
Vulnerable
A floodgate of emotion
Sporadic
Explosive
My eyes forced open
Staring at an image too ugly to fathom
Can this be me?
The truth pierces the soul like an arrow
Ripping through - tearing out
Destroying
Every mask we've ever worn
Leaving us exposed
Vulnerable, eyes wide open
To the imperfect beauty
Of our soul
Written by
Jeanette Gagnon
66
   Juneau and Imran Islam
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