The mask

by ღtheღcrunkღpirateღ   Dec 3, 2005


She puts on her mask of happiness
its getting old and worn
one day it will lose its magic
and reveal her true form

all the things she cannot face
are buried deep inside
but wouldn't be so well hidden
if she didn't have a mask to hide

a mass of troubles festering
but this is what you cannot see
the mask cracks and falls off
revealing the true me

~needs editing still~

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  • Well In Your Eyes It Needs Editing...To Me Its Complete :) Court I'm So Empressed With This Piece....Filled With Talent And It Kept Me Wanting More! 5/5 xoxo-Nikki-xoxo

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