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dont be fooled by the mask i create
for it is all a lie
underneath my calm sophisticated facade
there is nothing but lies and sadness

i need you to help me
i need you to reach out
wipe the blind stare of the living dead away from my face
so that my heart can grow small but feeble wings
i need you to breathe life into me

after you find what a wreck i am
will you still care?

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