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I suppose
The real monster
Inside us all
Is the one that we trap
The snide remark we don’t say
The cutting look
All hidden
Behind a mask of calm
It is chained down with phrases
No worries
Its fine
It will all work out
The monster
is handcuffed in silence
Bound by the words we keep in
With bitten tongues
The feelings we extinguish
Suffocate it
Anger and injustice
Weigh it down
We don’t let it escape
For fear of what could happen
The consequences
Of it roaming unshackled
If it is released
Is that our true selves?
When it breaks out
Are we free?
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