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243 · Jul 2017
Broken
Alastair Jul 2017
These smiles you see
They’re a mask
Take it off
And you’ll have to ask

“Where is that happy and kind boy
I seem to be unable to find
You’ve taken off that façade
But no joy seems to be left behind

Where is the spark in your eyes
The normal hope in your heart”
Depression takes this all away
Tears your skin and your life apart

— The End —