Smiles are liars and beggars, tears are fake, eyes are honestly hurt, and touch is the knife that ends. Help isn't on its way because they don't see you.
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Sad Poetry #2
PoetryI started to write about everything, pouring all of my soul into words on paper, all the emotions will fill the pages with a magic all on its own for every story has a meaning and I'm just beginning to tell mine #1 tired of life 6/11/20
2/16/20
Smiles are liars and beggars, tears are fake, eyes are honestly hurt, and touch is the knife that ends. Help isn't on its way because they don't see you.
