Counted to ten, scattered away, playing hide and seek beneath our faces.
When we are left alone to frown behind our smiles, white lies dance on our tongues,
We have met the hidden with stolen identities evolved through ritual and fear.
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This one was very well written Thoughtless so true it is and a fave
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