On the outside it's all smiles
So prim and proper
The perfect family
But don't be jealous
Because once they're behind closed doors
Those smiles turn to frowns
Their perfect hair and clothes
May cover over the scrapes and bruises
But it will never hide the ugly screaming
The bitter crying and the slammed doors
That family may glitter
But they are anything but gold
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𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐢 | Poetry
Poetry❝ you made me believe there was such a thing as happily ever after. ❞ - in which lea puts the very essence of her being into poems. ▏ A POETRY BOOK ©️plutohh ; 2018