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The Mask

It takes the edge off

You would say

I want to drink and smoke pot

Life is so dull


It did me good too

Erased the violence

Masked the anger

Made me chilled out


I need to seek thrills

To feel something

Fill up the pit

Mask the void


Epicurean to the core

I want to fuck women

Use people

Material gain is utmost


I fool them all

Pretending to care

Displaying empathy

Charming my way through


I’m comfortable with who I am

Not understanding

How deeply very damaged

A shell of a human, you truly are


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