I see the faces, masks held high,
Behind each smile, a quiet sigh.
Dreams lost, hearts scarred, fears they hide,
We wear our pain and walk with pride,
Together broken, side by side.

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PoesíaA messy clutter of poems and random thoughts from the deep part of my complicated mind. Best Rating #3 in thoughtful Nov 11, 2024 © 2022 mickycooper. all rights reserved.
Faces
I see the faces, masks held high,
Behind each smile, a quiet sigh.
Dreams lost, hearts scarred, fears they hide,
We wear our pain and walk with pride,
Together broken, side by side.