the mask
pain as sharp as knife's
a heart pure of gold
eyes that glow with briliance
hands soft like silk
beauty that outshines the rarest of gems
a spirit as fierce as fire
ecense as gentle as the wind
you are loved by people who know you so let them in let them see you
not the mask that hides the real you
deticated to my 2 best friends
by annastaisa summer hayes (me)
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