Poem

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I found it while I was looking through stuff, i probably wrote it a few years ago

Pretend.
Pretend friends.
Pretend smiles.
Pretend laughs.
Pretend heart-
No.
That's not right.
My heart's as real as anything.
Living or dead.
Full or empty.
But now it is broken and empty and dead.
And I have to pretend.

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