A solemn face stares back,
Ears ringing with my own voice.
I see him; the one I don’t want anyone to see.
When I step out of these white doors,
They must not see him.
Splashing holy water on my face,
Hoping I can wash him away…
I will go out with a smile.
Ears ringing with my own voice.
I see him; the one I don’t want anyone to see.
When I step out of these white doors,
They must not see him.
Splashing holy water on my face,
Hoping I can wash him away…
I will go out with a smile.
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