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Jan 2015
Forcing a smile, when you want to cry.
Seeking a friend, when you want to die.
I'll soak up the blood, you wipe the tears;
Walking past graves, smoke soon clears.
Don't wanna live, no money to die,
Life's a *****, and they're asking why;
Others can change your mood,
Once timid and subdued;
Your only now found in the limelight.
But It doesn't feel right;
To cry in-front of happiness.
Your the only one in the room,
Who is full of sadness.
Yet your told to force a smile.
NothingInMotion
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