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Dec 2018
Mask
The mask is breaking,
I can't keep this crooked smile anymore.
I'm trying to hold on but the more I fight it,
the quicker I'm tearing apart.
These pills aren't helping.
The mask may prevent others from seeing my true emotions,
but I can't close my heart to things I don't want to feel.
The sad part is I feel nothing
-Pearl A
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Pearl A
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