Fallen Pixie Biography

I look at the world through
dark brown eyes.
Noone sees what truly goes on
behind the
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I have a beautiful angel.
She is just but three.
I have a beautiful angel.
She loves to sing.
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As the tears begin to fall
the blood starts to pour out.
As the glint of the razor catches
the candle light the scene unfolds.
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I am covered in glass to hide my inner shell,
yet my glass is breaking, I can not keep
this act up forever.
I want to shed my outer layer and show
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Every day you watch her,
as she struggles to put on her face.
Eyeliner, mascara, and her
broken smile.
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