Masks

Masks.
A thousand friends,
Superficial conversations.
I linger.
I don’t stay.
A wonderer,
I make no real bonds.
I’m too broken,
I can’t afford to leave any more pieces of myself with people.
Every piece counts
When pieces is all you have.

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