Happy

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You know that feeling where you just don't know what to say?
That feeling that hurts so bad you can feel your heart break?
A feeling that goes away after awhile,
Well after 2 years in still faking my smile.
Every laugh that you hear is just an act.
It's a sound used by my body to cover my scars too fast.
You remember the eyes that light up a room?
To bad behind those eyes are a soul that's doomed.
In a cold moment your existence is crumbled.
Like when your watching football and the ball gets fumbled.
An ache that cuts through your life,
Funny it feels worse than skin under a knife.
I hope you have figured by now that the title of this poem is the opposite of me.

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