She chose to put on a facade, her anger hides behind every other face
Her lines on her skin are easy to trace.
She links her bad karma to her good ones.
She is to tired to look ahead to where everything had begun.
Every night she lives through one nightmare at a time.
Her happiness was her crime.
She never believed that it could of been her fate.
She lingers on through the night, she stands out as his bait.
Sometimes, love comes to late.
Nobody told her that he longed for his happily ever after, and so did she.
Her mask is slowly falling to the shattered pieces on the floor.
Her smile disappears, shes not happy anymore.
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