I've had this thought for awhile
and although it may seem juvenile
i am still a true believer
that the prettiest mask a person can wear
is and will always be a
smile
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flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
juvenile
I've had this thought for awhile
and although it may seem juvenile
i am still a true believer
that the prettiest mask a person can wear
is and will always be a
smile
