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This mask At one time Was my identity It had friends It had secrets It had power Some liked it Some cared for it But none loved it Some wanted it Some believed it Few had seen past it So this mask... Could've been happy Except masks don't feel but I did I felt fake but I let the mask win yet the mask Was just a mask So why did it have such power I didn't like it I wanted to be real but I was so scared what if it hurts what if they reject me what if i'm alone so i live behind a mask hating every moment wishing to be saved yet they couldn't save me because they didn't know me finally I realized I was my own worst enemy so I removed the mask and for the first time I lived
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Nov 12, 2012
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