By Damien Knight Bright colours cant take away the pain Sunny skies don’t mean there is no rain I wept feeling all alone surrounded While others claim my fear is unfounded Do you live your truest self? Or are you sheltered, soul upon the shelf? If I live as my truest, hatred and judgement Vile yells that I should repent But if I live as a lie, I’d rather be dead So I’ll be the man I imprisoned in…

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