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Feb 2012
Can you see through my false smile?
Can you see the pain
        hidden beneath my fake happiness?
Do you see that I'm hurting inside?
       But I can't, I won't let it show.
If I do, it makes everything real.
It means that I can't pretend
      that it never happened,
I refuse to let it show.
To let anyone see that I'm hurting
Written by
Maria Rodriguez
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