I notice your pretty porcelain face,
as i lay my hand against it i find it cold and ungiving.
Your eyes pleading from behind.
The fake mask you wear screams pity.
I unclasp the mask and let it fall,
revealing the most beautiful face yet,
your true beauty lies within.
I say as i kiss your cracked lips.
Doyou know how long it takes,
to leave behind this mask love?
I bury it in the sand beneath our feet.
Porcelain fake smiles lost forever,
And your eyes alight your face.
My grace.
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