Masquarade, by Faith

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By Thoughtless Encounters •

I will wake up in the morning, check myself in the mirror. Paint a smile on my face. Wipe away all my tears. I will lock away the girl inside, hide her in my room. Once I step outside my door she will wait until I come home. I will go throughout my day; you will not even know I am there. Then I will vanish at day's end It will never cross your mind to care. I will go home to the mirror, peel away the layers I applied. I will take the mask off my face and carefully put it all aside. There I will stand totally exposed with no one there to see what my soul is really like unbridled, naked and free. ©2005

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