The smile hides a thousand tears cry a river that could last for a thousand years....late night sadness drenching the pillow it knows all my troubles anti social isn't my label... some may call me unstable try walking in my shoes for just a second you wouldn't be able, you judge my choices without understanding my reasons.. people say their your friends but change like the seasons, a world full of hate where people just get even...love is over rated and constantly stated but is it real or just copies of what love meant before it became out dated..people never care as their always belated, love me oh love me is what they stated.
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Poesia"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
