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Cracks
They started to appear around the corners of my lips

It started to happen when I smiled

Even when the feeling was smothering me and

FILLING UP MY LUNGS

With pain.

They started to spread to my face

I'd keep my tears inside,

holding them back with the little amount of strength I had left

Eventually,

the cracks

C
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me

F i n a l l y,

the loose ribbon breaks free.

My mask has fallen to pieces.

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