Pretty Little Mask

Do you like my Pretty little mask?

It smiles and it waves.

It hides the girl underneath

And fills so many graves.

 

So Many girls both near and far,

Want my mask of sin.

They seek to hide the blemishes

Under a painted skin.

 

They never seem to understand,

Poor little things they are,

My mask will kill all that's dear

To make them popular.

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