Fake Smiles
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Last published Sun, Dec 17, 2017
Have you ever had to fake a smile?
Has it ever hurt so bad, that you cry yourself to sleep?
Are you saddened by who the ones you thought would always be there aren't ?
Or the fact that the ones you love the most can't see through them?
Then maybe these will help or put your scrambled thought into words.
I don't know.
I don't know if any of this makes any sense or if it's any good.
I just write down my thoughts and feelings, and hope it makes sense.
All of this is my work, if it's similar to anyone else work then I'm sorry.
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