She cried at night
And smiled in the morning
She looked happy
But I knew how it was
All just a ruse
I knew the lies and truths
The virtues and faults
The tears behind the smile
The darkness of her thoughts
She was sick
Sick of how the world treated her
Sick because her heart worked
She loved the same way I did:
Unrequitedly
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 1:14 AM UTC
She cried at night
And smiled in the morning
She looked happy
But I knew how it was
All just a ruse
I knew the lies and truths
The virtues and faults
The tears behind the smile
The darkness of her thoughts
She was sick
Sick of how the world treated her
Sick because her heart worked
She loved the same way I did:
Unrequitedly
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