The teardrops run down,
And fall off her nose,
She cries in dark corners,
Where nobody goes.
You can follow the tracks,
From her eyes to her chin.
Years upon years,
Of letting them win.
And her eyes tell a story,
Of anger and pain.
You think that she's happy,
But just look again.
And the scars of her past,
Hidden under her clothes.
Are a roadmap to places,
That nobody knows.
Her smile is now painted,
She's a master of disguise.
And you can see it all,
Just look into her eyes.
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I guessed on the title, just so you know... Most of these have legit no names... So I attempt to name them... Or something and hope for the best or whatever.
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Instead of asking y'all a question. Fuck it. Ask me some question for a change.
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I Love Y'all!
Stay Strong My Sexies!
Xoxo
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Quotes,Poems,Sad Stories
Historia CortaWARNING: This book may me triggering and is not meant for everyone. This book will contain Quotes, Poems, and Sad Stories. I hope you guys like this book! Don't forget to check my other 2 books out; Urban Legends, and Facts & WTF Facts. If this book...
