You wear your face
with a vengeance
as apathy rises
from your cigarette
and turns into
the most honest statement
you have ever made.
The spaces between
your words wear
masks that take
the long way around
any statement
that makes you
uncomfortable.
You turn into a past
that will never exist
as your smile
runs and hides
from sight of the pain
you wear like a halo.
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