Mask

Ochre

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sweat within mt mask
you get all the jokes right, pissing on all my contrary and
leaving none for me for self
And as time walks while you were waiting
why when you tolied so

I came from the inside out
from where I hid my buried ways
and now open the buried ways of child
skin from an old face breathe again

I seem so long in days I dwelt within my flesh cell
The crawlspace within another
to live and know that face is dead
and in time walk through my layers
through while you toiled so

I came from the inside out
from where I hid my buried ways
and now open the buried ways of child
I've dwelt the years inside my head

I guess I know, word can't be without the truth to heal this,
mind solvent to one mind
I guess I know I hid I stole, buried self
I embrace what must be
Greet my face and live from... the inside out