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Reflect
To change a piece of me,
Is to kill the peace within,
The silence of demons
I speak not of,
And the smiles i show off most.
The tainted obidient mask,
I and 'they' hold highly of.
The forever yes and rarely no,
The answer to unrequited efforts,
Unrequested needs left out.
Barely, do they get to say,
Whats deeply felt, just to stay servient.
To let my chains brea...
Saturday 5th July 2025 8:59 pm
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