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The diligence of the mask, cast over grief and self pity. Surrounded by peers of the same committee. Pain glistens in the eyes, home to dark bags that gaze at the end of the bottle. We put ourselves in full throttle. We take our hats off to tomorrow, and intake clouds into our chest. No need for rest. As we decide to sit side by side, Sky high. Where we can lie, and hide the grief we have built up inside. For our former selves, that we've thrown aside.
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
mariah-wynn
Mask
The diligence of the mask, cast over grief and self pity. Surrounded by peers of the same committee. Pain glistens in the eyes, home to dark bags that gaze at the end of the bottle. We put ourselves in full throttle. We take our hats off to tomorrow, and intake clouds into our chest. No need for rest. As we decide to sit side by side, Sky high. Where we can lie, and hide the grief we have built up inside. For our former selves, that we've thrown aside.
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