fake masks everyone hidden beneth there own pitiful lie dicete never breaking the role. Pain and suffering covered with a withered smiles taken everyones hearts batraying them sowly with darken reason behind the decitful ways behind us living masks mourning. For what is burning to be and wht we have now. Truma shaddered love everyone has a reason behind the mask they create. Never ending days we carry a heavy burden to never romove the mask to never be seen from someone else but on day all mask have to come off but you never know time can change things and the mask may become for what we see it. A smiling beauty.
(quick--read-- i wrote this when i felt eveyone was hding themself to the truth and other people and the masks i talk about is when we can smile but it isnt a true smile to someone else)
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