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The Mask
My Scars She Hides, Behind Laughter And Lies, She Say's She Is Fine, But Slowly She Dies.
They Believe She Is Me, If Only They Knew, That She Is My Mask, My Saviour Too.
They See Her Smile, Never My Tears, She Shows No Sorrow, She Fights All My Fears.
This Mask I wear, She Serves Me Well, She Hides My Pain, So They Can't Tell.
bleedingmascara added this comment 2008-11-05 14:16:26-06:00
HELL YEAH.....what did i tell you...amazing your best poem love you katie xx
bleedingmascara added this comment 2008-11-05 14:16:26-06:00
HELL YEAH.....what did i tell you...amazing your best poem love you katie xx