(By SharpieFangirl)
I bite my lip.
I smile through the pain,
Because I don't know,
When the sun will shine again.
Who can I trust?
When so many have lied.
Will anyone see through,
My disguise.
Will anyone brake my mask?
Should I even dare to ask?
Cause I know the answer.
No one will try.
And I will be,
Forever.
Alone.
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Poetry
PoesíaRandom poetry stuff. Since this is a joint account I will put the author at the top of each entry/part.
