Reduced to what really lay beneath the makeup, the world stood still inside her soul.

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Reduced to what really lay beneath the makeup, the world stood still inside her soul.
Look carefully at sad eyes, at something hidden beneath a flicker of something, an expression of wonder.
I can see light peek from beneath my soul. Look here. I'm trying to say I made the decision to stay.
Our real self is shut away beneath false and petty language.