smile
A smile is but a mask
To hide true feelings wether positive or negative
To hide tears
To hide fears
To hide it long enough to finish That task
But sometimes.....
Sometimes that mask cracks
Because you can't continue
Because you can't take it anymore
Because it finally gets to you
Sunlight suddenly marred with mire
Color swallowed whole by shadow
out your agony and wretchedness pour
As it hits the ground it turns to flame
Crimson flame devouring all
Smile
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