I may be smiling
But my heart feels like
there are millions of sword pierce in it
And the number continues to increase
I continue to smile
As tens of new wound forms in my heart
I continue to laugh
As my heart breaks apart
Because what else can I do
If I'm forbidden from showing the pain
that builds up not just in my brain
But also in my heart that's dying over and over again
YOU ARE READING
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RandomIf ever anyone read this... please bear with the poor writing skills, wrong grammar, wrong spelling, etc... this is just a collection of some of the poems, story's or whatever I wrote... and it's very random and written very poorly
