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The mask
Why is it that i can smile and cry at the same time?
A mask is my face but the mascarade party will end soon and everyone will see
my face for the fisrt time
i try to peeling the mask from my face but i am not strong enough
The only thing strong enough to rip this mask off is her graceful touch the
touch of an angel is so powerful yet painful
her grace is only for a second then vanishes
I yern to feel the angel's touch again
she has shown my face is there more she can show me of myself?
Or will she only leave the memory of her blissfullnes?
Either way im greatful for the memory i just pray it be enough.
A mask is my face but the mascarade party will end soon and everyone will see
my face for the fisrt time
i try to peeling the mask from my face but i am not strong enough
The only thing strong enough to rip this mask off is her graceful touch the
touch of an angel is so powerful yet painful
her grace is only for a second then vanishes
I yern to feel the angel's touch again
she has shown my face is there more she can show me of myself?
Or will she only leave the memory of her blissfullnes?
Either way im greatful for the memory i just pray it be enough.
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