Mask of Dawn

A mask hugs an innocent face,

re-configuring features feeling pain,

erasing true emotions that showcase

a confused identity that may remain.

A mask covers ugliness oozing

from a body truly real,

taking form without choosing

that today I am immune to feel.

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