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Feb 2013
Ripped in two
between what I want
and what is true
every day I wake up
I put on a mask
my fake face
painted with
laughter and smiles
so no one can see
what I'm trying to hide
deep inside
down past the pain
in a place of longing
longing for something
that will never come
the longing that keeps
the rain from stopping
Saira Ellyzabeth
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Saira Ellyzabeth  In my head.
(In my head.)   
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