Falling Facades

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Facades must fall. Secrets are made to be told, promises are made to be broken. My facade is crumbling.

This is a collection of poems, monologues, and other short pieces about the falling of facades.All Rights Reserved

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My Room Reflects Me
Thu, Dec 29, 2016

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My Room Reflects Me
Thu, Dec 29, 2016

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