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Apr 2017
Smile is a lie;
worn not spoken,
seen and sometimes heard,
concealer of genuine emotions.

Scary what it can hide:
screaming pain
and intolerable longing.
A covenant they made for themselves.

Masters of constancy;
different emotions,
indistinguishable curve.
Fearing to be branded as wimps.

Soon time will come
When bearing is too much
Overwhelmed with sadness
In their graves they'll lie smiling sadly.
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Sweet Nightmare
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