Her smile is fake.
She's so broken.
You would think she was happy,
But she hides behind the blind eye.
Broken wings for a broken soul.
Her eyes hold madness.
Her mind holds sorrows.
Once pure but now dirty.
Once upon a dream turned to a nightmare.
But I guess she sees what everyone can't.
She stopped looking for monsters under her bed when she realized they were inside us...
She is a girl yet is not dirty but pure, but in the inside.
Her mask is just that good.
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The Depths of the Heart
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