A poem that I made.
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Under this mask,
Hurting eyes that never show,
I don't know when will this last.
Under this mask,
I hide the pain,
The pain that was caused by an ugly truth.
Under this mask,
I hide from you,
Hiding from this cruel world,
Under this mask,
I hide my face and name,
All you knew my name is unknown.
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Roses are Red, Violets are Blue...
PoetryRoses are Red, Violets are Blue, Please tap this book, Then things inside will come out soon, Tap a star in each of the chapter, Or share your thoughts, The poems can be tragic or a comedy, All of these are for you. Various kinds of poetry inside.
