Cruel Mask
He smiles in the crowd.
The others are unaware.
His insecurities are loud.
But too much to bear.
His sadness yet to be found.
A cruel mask to wear.
But Noone's around.
Noone's here to care.
No light not a sound.
No child to scare.
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