She cries at night when no one can see.
She looks in the mirror to see if she recognizes the face
staring back at her.
The tears will come and the tears will go.
Each day she’ll wake up and spend the day putting her heart
back together again.
She’ll look in that mirror with her head held high
Because she knows that’s what she’s supposed to do.
She’ll put her makeup on and she’ll
Fake a smile
All the while
She’s dying inside.
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