With a smile on our faces
While exchanging pleasantries
We hide daggers in our palm
Ready to unleash the fury
Replacing one with the other
Mask after mask after mask
Hidden are the beastly faces
Behind the facade of calm
One savagely wounds the soul
Other embraces to heal
One gives a comforting smile
Other induces the ordeal
Which mask can be trusted
A mask-less face I seek
One step closer to my undoing
And survival seems bleak
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Painting by Leonardo Santamaria