Watch the mirror crash
lies spilled on the floor
curtains being torn down
she can't hide anymore
they stare at her unyielding
her masks slowly come off
slowly revealing her soul
as blood drops on the floor
her broken heart revealed
they laugh at her mockingly
her facade is just a joke
there's no more illusions
running towards the shadows
paper thin mirage
she silently turns to ashes
This one is about my fear of people seeing my weaknesses.
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