everywhere and nowhere. barbed sugar thorns, a saccharine veneer tinged rose-blush pink and coated in bitter honey.
it was all a play.
shaking hands and tight smiles raising flutes and simple wiles watching crowds toast to your death enemies suddenly becoming your friends while i choke on silence and the words i never said.
i still wear the mask today.
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