I guess it could be. Not sure if this should be based on revenge or emotional health.
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You could do both 
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Two parts?
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Heck yeah
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That could work…
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Mask
The mask is amazing.
Great for hiding, covering up
Your burdens.
You can hide behind it for years.
It’s a wonderful weapon too.
But we’ll get to that later
Your mask is filled with happiness
All the positivity,
And emotions you wish to feel.
Behind the mask, you’re suffering
Everything inside you is broken
But on the outside you look fine
And wish to be fine
You like this mask
You base your other life from this mask
Hiding for so long
You keep the other part of you tucked away
Safely hidden
No one can see it
No one can see how hurt you are
You hide away the pain
You know you’re broken,
And try to repair yourself with the mask
Soon, the mask becomes you
And you’re so comfortable with it
That you forget about the hiding.
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Me in elementary school that’s for sure It’s amazing Love.
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Thanks.
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I have a poem, I’m gonna go find it now…
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Nice!
You probably write better than me.
Nah probably not
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I need to find it…
You do. Trust me.
Here we go!! I found it!!!
My sticks and stones,
That break my bones,
Are the words that people speak.
They say that I’m confused,
They make me feel abused,
Make me feel like some kind of freak.
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Wow!
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Fallen
Empty.
A dead woman walking.
I feel so hurt, tortured and abandoned
Abused. Victim. Hurt.
I hate those words.
Those words are me.
Then again, I tend to make everything about me
So depressed that I feel like dying
Cutting won’t work
I need an escape
But I can’t find any
You left me alone and defenseless against him.
He came back and now I don’t know what to do
You came too late
I’m already broken.
A broken heart, broken soul, broken mind.
I am not good for anyone anymore.
You were too late
Now I will do it.
My mask is broken now
Because you left me.
I am worthless, stupid, broken and abused
I’m not good enough for anyone anymore.
I walk through the streets
Empty and alone.
I stop.
A car goes by. Two.
Should I do it?
For I am broken.
Abused.
Alone.
No one is there, here or near
But him.
He pursues me in my mind
I think I’ve lost it already.
I lost it to being a victim of abuse.
I’m sorry, Mom.
But I cannot last any longer
Sorry for not telling you
Sorry for not getting help
Sorry for being too late,
Sorry for hurting you.
I have a broken soul
I must get rid of it.
For no one wants me.
I am worthless.
Drowning, helpless, weak, broken, abused.
I’m sorry.
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AHHHH THAT WAS DEEP
we’re you ever a victim of abuse?
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Yes. Molestation.
I’m so sorry
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