I looked into the mirror,
Failed to recognize myself in it,
For I am divided into two;
The hypocrite and the real one.The hypocrite side-
Which I show everyoneThe real one-
Which I keep to myselfAnd this mirror is like everyone else,
Deceived by the mask I wear-
ι ℓσσкє∂ ιηтσ тнє мιяяσя
αη∂ ѕαω α ηιgнтмαяє-км
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eccedentesiast [poetry ☘]
Поэзияe c c e d e n t e s i a s t (n.) someone who hides the pain behind a smile. - [on going] my collection of poems