Happiness is acceptance,
Always seeming to pass by;
Happiness is a blessing,
But can also be a lie.
Happiness is just a thought,
We've created in our minds;
Our escape from the world,
We see with our real eyes.
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PoetryI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
