The Undercurrent of pain in every smile
The things we do to hide the tears of yesternights
Made-up faces
Made-up reactions
We try to hide what we truly feel
Behind sarcasm
Smiles
And the likes
We think it's weak to show emotions
To show what we really feel
We must let it out, let out what's under
Let out the Undercurrent
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Mania In A Monograph
Narrativa StoricaSongs from an ever-reeling warped fuckulty of reasoning