How long can one keep up an act? What happens after you mask crumbles?
Will others care if you're still around?
The following free verse poem depicts the protagonist's real feelings behind her mask.
How long can one keep up an act? What happens after you mask crumbles?
Will others care if you're still around?
The following free verse poem depicts the protagonist's real feelings behind her mask.
"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?"
Daniel...