she wore her permanent frown
to a party of temporary smiles
and danced to the music
of foolish hearts
trying to mask the heart
she wore on her sleeve
sewn in like the stars
scattered on her skin(the music stops.)
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i think too much
Poésiewhen i was seven i couldn't wait to be seventeen. now i just want it to end. h © 2018
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she wore her permanent frown
to a party of temporary smiles
and danced to the music
of foolish hearts
trying to mask the heart
she wore on her sleeve
sewn in like the stars
scattered on her skin(the music stops.)