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First Poem in a while02:09 Dec 13 2018
Times Read: 87
When darkness calls I often listen,
For that is when the truth is revealed.
If I don't wouldn't I be imprisoned,
I feel as if I am walking in a minefield.
The mask I use everyday
slowly cracks and fades.
Will I also melt away?
Or will I still be stuck in the fray?
Every night it cracks some more,
I feel I cannot glue it back.
My heart aches and is sore,
I'm definitely having an anxiety attack.
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