A Thousand Faces On A Shelf

A thousand faces on a shelf

Forgotten remnants of her inner self

Each one formed for someone else

Made to fit another’s heart

Then discarded, like a forged piece of art

Who was she? None will ever know

Her story’s told on epitaphs engraved in stone

A thousand tombstones in a row

Forgotten remnants of her inner soul

Each one reads the same

Here lies someone else

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