Her constant costume.
A nod, a smile, a wink,
And a little giggle
Here and there.

A performance so they know she's there,
While inside she cries.
Little rivers and a sad song,
Flowing together, trapped within.

Outside, her song is silent,
Rarely any trace of what she feels,
Only a hint here and there,
Only for him to catch.

In a glimpse, he knows her,
Hears her song and sees her tears
He knows what it's like
And now he's not alone.

She sings her silent song to him
And opens her ears for his.
She knows now that she'll let him in.
He'll see what no one sees.

Sadness and solemn elegance,
Hidden beneath her smile.

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