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Jul 2014
we always see her
but never beyond her mask
hiding all her feelings
know you won't even try to ask

lying all the time
this whole life is a charade
no one knows how broken
she is behind this strong facade

that permanent smile
makes us all believe she's fine
clueless that her pain
she masks in laughter drowns in wine

thinks she has it all
for they only see her best
not knowing how she tries
she's never good enough to rest
Kzéia Cheshire Estérel
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Kzéia Cheshire Estérel  26/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
(26/Two-Spirit/Lalaland)   
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