I'm a professional when it comes to fake smiles.
One could say that my "smiles" are worthy of an Oscar.
But, once I return to my anonymous hideout, I remove my mask, and place it upon the wall.
My head hangs low and I release my river.
The next day...
I take the mask off the wall and place it on my face...
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Dear Suicide...
Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
