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Everyone wears the faces of a thousand facets of themselves
turning phrases to gestures to jokes
A different side for every face they see
Presenting themselves as a gift for the worthy only
Lately I can only see facetious smiles of fake cordiality
It's a cold breeze over colder waters
It's an abstract pain that only hurts when I'm surrounded and lonely
A sunburn whose fires simmer until prodded to life
Despite efforts and smiles and comments I am irrelevant
So here I remain
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Copyright © Olivia Estep | Year Posted 2022
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