The days went by without a memory
No proof that they ever were
Only dirty linen piled for the laundry
The smiles we wear like faded curtains
Hanging for all to see
But no one really notices
The walls of despair they hide beneath
Dancing around in circles
The Mask: We learnt to wear through time
The Smile: A gift from birth
I wonder which is worse
And I wonder who that is?
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