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Feb 2019
Outside he smiles,
Inside he cry.
As humble as he is,
He still tries,
To make his dreams live but it dies.
And no one knows his hardest strives,
And no one will ever live his life.
So when you see him, he'll always smile.
To hide the pain and hurt inside,
And to help keep it from all of you'll eyes.
Because if you see it, there's nothing to like,
That's why his smile is only for a while.
So he smiles at you all the time,
Because he don'tΒ want you to see him cry.
And when they ask who's that child,
Its just me smiling, sitting by the side.
Z
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Z  24/M/Enslaved abyss
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