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Nov 5
I refuse to cry

To show them that they've won

I refuse to show weakness

They do not deserve that satisfaction

My face will remain a blank mask

I will sit silently through the inner turmoil

And convince them that I'm fine

That they absolutely haven't hurt me at all
Onyx
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Onyx  16/Other/Nowhere
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     Bardo and South by Southwest
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