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Jan 2015
the deceive of a genius
the scream of a poor soul, you would say.
the laugh of a sad clown
who closes the door
of that pretty home of his
and he locks himself there
with all that sadness
that no one is able to see
he won’t show
he won’t let it.
he will lie
beautifully and smoothly
he will forever fool
everyone
including
himself.
Matheus Santacroce Martins
Written by
Matheus Santacroce Martins  São Paulo, Brazil
(São Paulo, Brazil)   
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