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Mar 2020
endless sadness
I put on my mask
my friends see what I let them
never glancing through
illusions I create
smile
laugh
nothing real
silent thought
the irony of it
even believing it myself
new crush one day
setting them up with
friend the next
mask is stuck
never know
never see
the real me
Written by
fate nightshade
  64
   Marta, Romaisa and Leo
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