Behind Our Mask
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  • Reads 95
  • Votes 17
  • Parts 5
  • Time 29m
Ongoing, First published Apr 01, 2018
WE'RE FAKE!
We are pretending that we're strong, even if we're not. We always pretend that we're okay, but the Truth is we're hurting.

Hanggang kelan ba natin isusuot ang maskarang nagtatago sa totoong tayo? Hanggang kelan natin yayakapin ang lungkot na lumapamon at sumisira sa ating sarili?

Who are we behind our mask?



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