
The Red Facade
I am . . .
The Pretty Pain Container
The Beautifully Bruised Soul
A picture perfect . . .
Version of me
I can't let the red seep through
My porcelain exterior
I can't let them see
Emotions tainted
In the red hues of pain
I can't let these uncried tears flow
I must maintain
The Red Facade
On the days when i feel like . . .
I can't find God
© Jaeda DeWalt
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