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She hides concealed, behind a mask of tears,
      Hidden away from all that she fears,
                Music, a passion a drug a life
                        A savior to keep her mind away from that fight...

The Battle she struggles to hide from each day
      No shield to protect her all she can do is play
                Songs of sorrow each night but no one can hear,
                        Every note brings depression but leaves but a tear

The sun later awakens, screams echo through halls
      The fight starts once more, more uninvited tears fall
              Falling back in the shadows, fading out of sight
                    until later she knows, will come the safety of night

And dark falls once more, the shouts fade away
        The scars start to heal from the notes that she plays

                                                                (c) by me- Masked--Angel