Frozen smile painted
over a pair of downturned lips.
Tattooed trails of tears
on cheeks concealed by layers of rouge.
A sobbing breath
disguised as a muffled laugh.
He was the only one
who saw what's hidden underneath.
The only one who was
brave enough to offer
the handkerchief in his pocket
to wipe away the mask she wore,
to see the cracks on her porcelain skin
that she's been trying to hide.
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