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No matter how many people try to ask. I make sure they never get a glimpse behind the mask. Because i am afraid that they will hate me for my past. If they do i feel i will go straight into an outcast. And i am afraid that i will be all alone. I know i can't handle living this life all on my own. So i make sure the mask is on tight. But will it last until I go into the light. What if it breaks, its hiding so much it just might.
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 9:45 AM UTC
the mask
No matter how many people try to ask. I make sure they never get a glimpse behind the mask. Because i am afraid that they will hate me for my past. If they do i feel i will go straight into an outcast. And i am afraid that i will be all alone. I know i can't handle living this life all on my own. So i make sure the mask is on tight. But will it last until I go into the light. What if it breaks, its hiding so much it just might.
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Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 9:45 AM UTC
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