Saturday, August 23, 2008

My Mask

I never thought you were annoying. I fear that, if I fail to restrain my emotions, whatever I say will put you into silence just as before.

So, why do I need a mask if I don't have a broken heart? Why can't I call you by the name I used before? You think you really know my sorrow? I've known you for SEVEN years.

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