Fake Little Smile

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Behind the dazling smile lies a person hurt by pain and bitterness.

Masks are not for the weak,

We wear them to hide our inner self.

No one wants to see that ugly monster,

Hypocrite, b*tch, a**hole. 

Hide yourself in the mask, but don't lose yourself.

Once the inner pain is deleted,

the mask comes off.

What's left is a beautiful diamond that had been in the making.

It just needed time to be made,

one day we will all take our masks off,

and run free and wild.

No longer will that dazling smile be hiding your inner monster.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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