My smile is a mask.
Glittery and beautiful, It distracts
From the truth underneath.
I have yet to meet someone
Who can see past the lie.
When I do,
I hope there is still some truth left
And I haven't become the mask.
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One-Shots+
Short StoryI get bored sometimes and I think of little stories. I wanted to write them down so I wouldn't forget them. Might as well share with the world. Not all of these will be fanfiction one-shots. Some will be little original stories and poems.
