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Saturday, December 4, 2004
My Mask
 You cannot see me,
Even though i wither up in pain.
You cannot hear me,
As i scream till my lungs bleed.
You cannot taste me,
You only taste my sweet poison.
You cannot feel me,
Wandering hands don't change me.
Your lost and speechless,
As my numbness starts to spread.
Like so many pure diseases,
You don't feel my coldness.
You refuse to believe,
That my defense can be so high.
You still try and fail,
To bring me back to feeling.
But...
I will never remove this mask.
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This was written, after thinking about someone...although they've changed now. But...yeah. Sorry i aint been around much, kinda bleh.
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