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The brightest smile she wears, Laughter echoes through the maze. Her face is a galaxy of grins, Like a child being free, bursting with happiness. Yet, deep down lies an endless hole, Hollow and empty, Where everything is gray, Even surrounded by many. Lost in the noise, she goes, Drowning in sorrows— Every day’s just another day, Wrestling with fate like a zombie. Oh my, she murmurs, With a bloodshot gaze, Hands in the air as she lays, Gazing at freedom— Why a stranger everywhere?
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 1:44 AM UTC
The Mask
The brightest smile she wears, Laughter echoes through the maze. Her face is a galaxy of grins, Like a child being free, bursting with happiness. Yet, deep down lies an endless hole, Hollow and empty, Where everything is gray, Even surrounded by many. Lost in the noise, she goes, Drowning in sorrows— Every day’s just another day, Wrestling with fate like a zombie. Oh my, she murmurs, With a bloodshot gaze, Hands in the air as she lays, Gazing at freedom— Why a stranger everywhere?
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 1:44 AM UTC
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