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Mar 2013
It's easy to fake
A smile I mean
Easy to care
To laugh
To sing

No one sees the cracks
You hide with masks
And that's
Why it's so scary.

Inside your dead
But who honestly cares
Not him
Not them
Not you

You let go
The loathing will grow
No one will miss you, so
That's why it's so scary
Yeah. I'm not doing so hot lately.
Marissa
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