Perfect Mask
What you see before your eyesis a mask of lies
she covered herself in.
She smiles, she laughs...
She lives.....
Under this perfect mask
of deniable fate...
is a little girl.
A hurt, wounded little girl in pain.
She frowns, she weeps, and her eyes
show the emptiness in her heart.
She screams to the silent world that abandoned her...
But nevermind that...
You won't see that.
How could you see it?
Her mask covers the truth.
You will never know the truth...about me...
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