Masks #Poetry #ASMSG

Wonderfully written, sensual, provocative

Penelope Jones

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Masks…

I screamed from the depths of my lungs

in the quietest voice possible,

“I’m sane, I promise.”

Laughter filled the room.

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Masks…

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I cried from the depths of my soul

with the smallest whimper.

“I’m not needy, I’m high maintenance.”

Grins flooded my friend’s faces.

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Masks…

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I begged from the depths of my heart,

my whisper crawled like an infant.

“Broken, bah. I’m super glued.”

Winks and smiles were given.

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Masks…

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I have them ten fold

and it’s why my ability to love

remains on hold

no longer bold

becoming cold…

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And bitter

A quitter.

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Love, just four little letters

It’s supposed to make everything better

not worse

maybe I’m cursed

Damned if I don’t,

damned if I do.

That’s my cue

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Push… Push as hard as I can

I don’t need a man

or…

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