"I can fake a smile
And I can't say I'm fine
But after a while
It gets old
Because I have this happy reputation
And a really sad soul
It's an uncomfortable pair
And I hide so many secrets
There's starting to be a tear
In my heart
From all the weight it holds
And one day
No matter what people say
It's going to shatter
Into a million pieces
What am I supposed to do then?"
-r.b
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Love, your very own broken girl💜
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...
