My mask of many smiles

Robin Martinez

08 Jun, 2016 08:22 PM
As i wake every morning and look in the mirror. 
I slip on my mask to hide all my tears. 
The Mask so pretty, the mask of many smiles. 
To see through it may take a while. 
Some take the time to look a little deeper, 
but at the end of the day I'm My Own Reaper. 

Days go by as the mask of many Smiles fades. 
I have to remind myself I will see better days. 
Soon very soon The smiles will stay 
because I need to be happy with myself one day.
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Kaitlin says:
02 Jul, 2016 11:38 PM


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chela says:
18 Nov, 2016 05:17 AM

so touching

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