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you wrote a beautiful story,

Constructed it so perfectly.

You were so well put together,

As if everything came so easily.

Characters so picturesque,

You made a perfect story.

But it was truth and lie,

You wrote a perfect allegory.

You tried running from yourself,

Putting on a different mask to hide.

You put on the mask of a smile,

Behind which you cried.

but with so many choices,

How could I ever find the real you?

You lived the lives you created,

And never left behind a clue.

All alone, you suffered your demons,

All alone, you sat in sorrow.

Never once did you ask for help,

You put up a false bravado.

No one came to your rescue,

Because you never appeared weak.

I would […]