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What do you do, when your entire life has been an act? A terrible mask, glued to my face, suffocating me The mask shows a smile, while underneath, I crumble But that’s okay, I guess, as long as you’re happy, everything is fine, right?
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
Living as an Act
What do you do, when your entire life has been an act? A terrible mask, glued to my face, suffocating me The mask shows a smile, while underneath, I crumble But that’s okay, I guess, as long as you’re happy, everything is fine, right?
BeccaIsLame
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
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