My specious smile
hides a thousand thoughts,
a million memories,
that no one knows,
that I keep to myself.
Because of those
hideous memories,
my eyes are dead
and so is my soul.
-Tris
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PoetryHighest ranking: #6 in Poetry on February 17th 2018. Winner of EYHO Poetry Contest. Official poetry Instagram account: @trisha.poetry "Every soul has suffered one way or another. It's just a matter of how badly bruised yours is compared to others." ...
