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her mind is a black hole void of positive thoughts she overthinks every decision replays memories over and over until she breaks down and gasps for air like there's none left in her bedroom this happens once a night, every night this madness, this episode, this panic, this destruction but when the sun comes up she looks for the mask kept under her pillow like quarters for the tooth fairy she puts on the mask, after she puts on makeup the mask comes complete with a smile comes with the happiest ****** expression imaginable but under the mask is a frown that would make the saddest clown shed tears but she doesn't want her family to know doesn't want her friends to know how broken she is deep down inside so she puts on the mask every morning so no one asks questions so no one knows
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
the mask
her mind is a black hole void of positive thoughts she overthinks every decision replays memories over and over until she breaks down and gasps for air like there's none left in her bedroom this happens once a night, every night this madness, this episode, this panic, this destruction but when the sun comes up she looks for the mask kept under her pillow like quarters for the tooth fairy she puts on the mask, after she puts on makeup the mask comes complete with a smile comes with the happiest ****** expression imaginable but under the mask is a frown that would make the saddest clown shed tears but she doesn't want her family to know doesn't want her friends to know how broken she is deep down inside so she puts on the mask every morning so no one asks questions so no one knows
sincelastjune
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
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