My mask falls true colours sing shallow people despise and continue to whinge that my authentic self does not conform to their plastic version of perceived norms. © Brenda Aksionov 2018 Related PostsPaint A SongNo SecretsFading Sounds Of SummerWolf Totem Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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