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Beauty with a Mask

The eyeliner, mascara
Blush on my cheek
the mask that I wear shows a part of me
The brush by my cheek
but inside the thought is so quiet, the words so delicate & smooth "Beauty comes with a price"
The liner & eyeshadow covers my insecure eyes
They laugh at my face & called me "faker"
I stand so tall with this mask
my personality shines just like the sun right through glass.
Those sweet words that come out your mouth, While my reflection takes off her mask & points towards me & says "your turn".

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