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My Facade

Is my facade fading away?
Is it wearing off?

Am I giving myself away?
Is my mask running off?

Has my plastered smile been seen through?
Has my pain shone through the chinks?

I wonder---What did I do wrong?
Is my facade gone?

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  1. Date: 5/26/2012 12:52:00 AM

    Seems like its a survival necessity to paint a facade, no one is interested in the real person...just in drowning there dreams at the bar. Or at least thats what happened tonight, i like the line "pain shone through the chinks" very vivid

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