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Practicing it all my life
I still failed today
To put on my signature fake smile
The tears that I always kept hidden
Threatened today to escape from their prison
Blackmailing me to escape my lie
My laugh didn't sound genuine
My eyes failed to crinkle
I feared to death for my secret
For it threatened not to be a secret anymore
Because as I realized how much it hurts
To watch that someone who ignited a burn
Inside you, give you up without a fight
For whom so many times you died inside
That even though you loved them
And even though they loved you
We were those hollow souls
Who were meant to fall in love
But were not meant to be together
♤
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1.1 || Floraison
Poesía*completed* ○•FLORAISON ○•(French : Bloom) •Words spun into poems Letters dipped in gold Sentences laced with elegance Alphabets with a story of their own ○• I present you FLORAISON, a book whose blank pages bloomed when ink touched the rough pape...
