These aren't tears glittering on my eyelashes
No!
They're sequins or fairy lights sparkling.
My shoulders, shaking?
But that was simply laughter - I was never sobbing.
You must have seen that girl who pretends
to be me.
She's always hanging around with a downcast mouth
and glistening eyes.
But of course you know she's just an impostor.
You know that this inanely grinning mask
Is the Real Deal.
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