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Jul 2014
Im soon to trying to be
something that is not me
I'm fading fast like a bruise
almost always I am confused
to the edge you push me far
how high can I raise that bar
I take this blade to my wrist
oh how I relish this
down fall the tears
for a unknown amount of years
no matter what I won't tell
I'll just live in my own private hell
I won't show you what I see
for I'm far too good at faking happy
I close my eyes to sleep tonight
but how quickly they open in fright
for I dream
of things better left unseen
I always tired and dazed
for seeing that leaves me in a haze
covering my unease
isn't a simple breeze
I carefully apply my mask
layer upon layer of makeup another task
MaskedAngelofPain
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MaskedAngelofPain  21/F
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