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Mask


There’s heartache in your eyes, my love.
Peeking out from behind the mask, you so bravely wear.

You hide your fears behind it.
Smiling away the sadness.
Laughing away the gloom.
A caricature of who they want to to be.

But it won’t always be like this, my love.
The fear won’t always burn this bright.
The darkness won’t always loom overhead.
The pain won’t always be this heavy.

Let me hold your hand, my love.
And tell you about our future.
Let me wrap your soul in mine
And steal you away from here.

Take your mask off, my love.
Unleash your true self.
Unburden your heart to me.
Then we can rule the world together.

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