Night
Every day
the same time, the same room,
she puts on a mask.
A fake smile,
a fake laugh, lying to her friends.
Maybe theirs someone in her life
one whom she can show her true face,
the one amongst all those tears.
The shy person she really is,
the crier full of fears.
Not the face now!
The mask in which she hides behind,
In order to protect herself.
copiers will be prosecuted and cursed whee
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