worldyouthpoets dayJun 16, 20221 min readHiding Lies by J.M. (Writing Our Stories)We wear masksto hid our liesin a disguiseof muffled flieslike those on a horseon a hot summer day.Our masks closeour pores.They chokeus like waterin our lungs.
We wear masksto hid our liesin a disguiseof muffled flieslike those on a horseon a hot summer day.Our masks closeour pores.They chokeus like waterin our lungs.
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