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Nov 2019
People look at me weird.
Is it the way I
Walk, Talk, Breathe
Or the way I stare off into space?
Is it because I am broken?
Can they see the flaws I
Hide from them?
I don't go out much.
Is that a flaw.
We don't have much in common,
But I just smile and nod.
Is that also a flaw.
I look at you and I smile.
Is that a flaw, too.
I can say for certain
That one flaw people have
Is the ability to no know
That the person who
Smiles the most
Is also the one
Crying the hardest.
Written by
TearDrop Girl
60
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