She comes to me smiling with the happiest face
Hugs me and says thank you for trying your best
Perhaps it's time I told her so
The walls are thin all you say I know
The frowns behind that smile so fake
Leaves nothing to imagine but the truth at stake
She says her heart is weak
I suppose that is why I let mine bleed
-FleurNoire
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Fleur Noire
PoesíaJust some poems I come up with when I'm upset.... Not that great but perhaps you can relate.
