slowly she dies

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This mask I wear,
She serves me well,
She hides my pain,
So they cant tell.

They see her smile,
Never my tears,
She shows no sorrow,
She fights all my fears.

They believe she is me,
If only they knew,
That she is my mask,
My savior too.

My scares she hides,
Behind laughter and lies,
She says she is fine,
But slowly she dies.





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