Mask

Burn me, I’ve smelled ash in my cells
I can’t hold them long, there are dark allies crafted .
Pinned deep in my bones, I’ve memories
travelling with me, while I roam in oceans ;
drowned, they clutch me hard
not letting go, any fragment that I know
but adding pains, misery and misery .
Don’t discern me, I won’t let you cross the skin
Stay and don’t melt, my fire doesn’t spare my Coal
Leave your illusions, I am only a mask of green .
_Sidra

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