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The light peeps in trough cracks of the daily mask I'm in.Standing right beside you smiling, raging with sin.How can you kill someone on the inside ,then expect them to win . Today's mask is different, let the faking begin. Hundreds of mask you're available to be, floating all around you,tempting me.Be so perfect let know one see,hide behind the non love mask ,while your lies drown my see. I look so normal to you my friend,perverted ,lying ,fake,loser ,sick fuck,drunk,pill head ,how you doing? Got you again. I'm so sick of waking up , I sip the strife right from my morning cup.They taken it all,I'm left with my skin,completely numb, it's happening again.When you're lost in the dessert hope less no end,by yourself you need masks to entertain all your friends. So screw all you people who force me this lie,my special day mask is safe on the shelf up high ,it's smeared in blood red,quiet kisses good bye...pwt
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