falsities
there is chaos here
enveloped by
a false calm
i hide it still
the ripping seams
where my heart
has ripped before,
this pain is
an old friend
i know it well.
wrapped in chaos
— utter disarray.
i silently work
work to mend myself
while all the others
go about their day.
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