They say that a picture is worth a thousand words.
well, that may be true...
if one ever takes the time to study it long enough
I have pictures.
Quite a few to be clear
My pictures speak volumes
Volumes that reach the high heavens
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They say that true friendship lasts forever
and that may be true as well...
if one doesn't run them away
I have friends
Not many
but true friends come in pairs...
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now about those pictures
they show a pretty face
with the loveliest smile
and the brightest gleam shines in her eyes
but that's easy to see
for all of that resides on the surface
it's what's underneath that no one seems to ever discover
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And back to those friends
three or four of the most faithful few
always there
smiling and laughing
with the mask on the surface
hugging and cheering
the mannequin that's not easily deciphered
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the smile in those pictures
can only hide so much
but no one ever takes more than a glance
so who could really know
right..?
those friends laughing loudly
joking and playing around
eventually mind their own business
leaving the mannequin in the mask
to do her bidding
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to do her crying
to do her pleading
to do her beating
all on the inside
all where no one can ever see
all because no one ever...
LOOKS!!
The fake smile and deluded body
fragile from such brutal beatings
only able to withhold so much