A Short Poem

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Behind that happy face,
Lies a depressed story,

Every smile with a dozen insecurities,
Some within the body, some embedded in the mind.

We see them fine, just assuming how they are,
Just thinking about ourselves, not worrying about the others.

She's gone, cut her hair short with, cuts on her hands,
She's clumsy now, She's a little dumb right now.

With knives in her hands, tears in her eyes,
Depression in her face, bags under eyes.

She's been promised peace, been promised happiness,
Let's just see.

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I hope you all enjoyed this short poem, feel free to give feedback and vote, hope you all have a great day.
~bunny
(Thats my nickname btw)

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