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A single tear

Falls down my face

As I try to hide my fear

I stand up tall leaving not a trace



That for one second I was weak

I put on my mask

I wear everyday of the week

just do me one favor and please don’t ask



Why I hide

Behind a smile

Unless your along for the ride

And willing to walk a mile



In my shoes

Which are worn and torn?

so don’t even accuse

just look at the trail of bloody thorns