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1 poem·Since October 2014
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deep

October 27, 2014

You question my 

Depth? 

You call me shallow.

I hide from the Deeps of my soul behind lauhgter and false joy because even I could be lost in the Darkness. 

These who glimpse my Shadows of the Soul through th cracks in my mask are suprised at what they see.

Don't look for long  

I forever repair the mask, naked without it and it nothing without me. Look colser and be lost in the Depths of my soul.

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