Ugly and foreboading, it stands guard
Protecting the porcelain face beneath it
Why the mask? What is it hiding?
Those who ask, cannot comprehend
They cannot see
The mask to them, is translucent
But they cannot see the agony beneath it
They only see the flaws seeping out
But they cannot see the agony beneath it
They only see the flaws seeping out
Those who wear it, those who see
Feel it's tremendous weight
Reminding the bearer that it is there
Crushing, hurting, protecting
Crushing, hurting, protecting
The scars may remain hidden
but the pain is always there
The procelain face beneath becomes distorted
The two blend into one
Porcelain and stone
Until death do they part
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