The Mask
A Smile is put in her lips, Soft spoken words, she speaks. She gracefully move, and waves, A beautiful face there is. A kind of genuine laugh, she makes. No signs of any cruelty, She only beamed of love,and glee. Then.. A smirk escapes her lips, Her eyes held a spark of hate. The look she has now is fierce, Throwing people out of their wits. She totally transformed into a beast.
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