A beautiful smile for all to see
A perfect mask, a perfect me
Through all this my spirit had died
I stood so tall yet wept inside
So drowning in sorrow, fear and lies
Shadowed in darkness with bleeding eyes
My breaking heart could take no more
With every step my soul had tore
Yet I wear my mask for you all to see
A perfect person, a perfect me
- Anonymous
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