stripped naked by a year

it tore off my hopes 
it shaved off my dreams 
the mask around my mouth and nose 
made me pour out truthful words 
because it hurted to hide myself 
to smile but not do well 
what remains hidden for the eyes 
I gotta say it, your ears can drink it 
from my voice 

there is lava on my inside 
this passion boiling to get out 

you feed my fire an its rising 
I have been so hungry all along. 

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