That photo
I looked happy
But the picture
is not an x-ray of emotions
It merely shows a laughing face
sharing moments with her children
Under a pinkish, bluish sunny sky
The dark rose coloured glasses
A shield
A picture doesn't lie?
It hid the weight
Of a malevolent marriage
Nearing its frightening end
Years later
I stared at it
Mentally peeling the photos layers
Remembering the woman
Who'd learned to conceal
The truth of emotions
She did feel
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