Behind The Smile
Every day she dreams of something that is calling her
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where tears may fall.
words unspoken and lost, skittering away to plant themselves on paper. i'd love to hear feedback [it may or may not be vital for my self esteem]; thanks for taking the time to read my sad, silly thoughts. [lowercase intended.]
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Update: still thinking of you.
A collection of poetry, lyrics, and romantic stuff I wrote on my phone whenever, wherever. Different people, all the same emotions, different poems, all written by the same person. Still thinking of you, by the way.
