crutch
of a mask
clutch
the past
like a clown doll
separate
from myself
a
tear
tear
away
the fear
in shrink wrapped
shreds
find
a path
to simplify
simply
to be
the
only
one
who knows
who knows
exactly
how
it
satisfies
and then
deny
it
it
never
hurts
it hurts
to try.
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