Facade
We wrap ourselves in golden linen
and smoke our peace pipes,
we show the world false eyelashes
yet promise the truth be told,
we fake our way through daily living
then say our prayers at night,
we steal from the filthy rich
yet rarely give to the truly poor,
we sing and dance in the streets by day
then cry alone at night in our pillows,
we put on thick makeup for each other
and use cracked mirrors to hide the truth.
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