Secretly, she loves him,
But he'll never know,
It's her deepest darkest secret,
So she puts on a show,
She acts like she hates him,
The same way he hates her,
She hides behind a grimace,
So he won't see the hurt,
But she's a bad actress,
And he sees it every day,
But he makes sure she'll never know,
That he feels the same way.
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Poems and Random Descriptions
RandomRandom things that I like to write when I feel bursts of inspiration. Most of them will likely be poems.
