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A mask a mask of pain of happiness Does it matter? What mask is a mask Does any person truly know what their face looks like I see myself in the mirror and slowly try to peel away my masks of the day like wiping off dirt or colored paint but when I am done stripped bare and raw I realize that all I have is a blank slate to draw more masks on for tomorrow.
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
Masks
A mask a mask of pain of happiness Does it matter? What mask is a mask Does any person truly know what their face looks like I see myself in the mirror and slowly try to peel away my masks of the day like wiping off dirt or colored paint but when I am done stripped bare and raw I realize that all I have is a blank slate to draw more masks on for tomorrow.
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
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