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Oct 2014
I may* have put up a happy surface
but* my soul is not happy
I may have put up a joyful face
but I am not enjoying any of it
I may always seem fine
but inside it is all poles apart
I have lied to myself
but I am not any more
I used to think I was happy
but now I know I am not

*(Marolle)
Marolle
Written by
Marolle  Aarhus, Denmark
(Aarhus, Denmark)   
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