My sleeve is covered in tears,
they don't see it.
My heart is being torn at by something cold,
they can't feel it.
I want them to notice, but I'm scared,
I'm too scared.
They don't notice.
They never do.
They never realize the smiles are fake,
they don't see the pain.
If I told them,
maybe we could solve everything,
but I'm too scared.
They never notice.
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Poetry of Death
Poetry"You kept saying that you would never die, that you would live forever. But here you are, and here I am. Isn't it funny? I'm here to take your soul. Did I mention, I love my job? Oh right! I never told you. I'm the reaper who will reap your life." B...
