and then,
as if it were routine for her,
she wiped up her tears and slipped on a pair of sunglasses
and a smile so far from real
that nobody
would
query.
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Puisimelancholic poetry, prose and other random pieces of my heart in word form. ♡ // highest ranking: #62 in poetry // • march 11th, 2017 - august 4th, 2017 •
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and then,
as if it were routine for her,
she wiped up her tears and slipped on a pair of sunglasses
and a smile so far from real
that nobody
would
query.
