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written: March 2nd

Because I can’t pretend you are smiling

 

I see your eyes are tearing

You look away, your thoughts are running

You sigh, you yawn to stop them coming

You wonder, you gaze just to stop thinking

You bundle up, you pretend to listen or sing

You try to laugh but it knots the insides

You wonder from places to places

I see this, and yet I don’t know what to do

I don’t know the cause, what to say is right

To hug, to lie, to impress, to be honest

In some way just for a small smile

 

*The truth is the most cherished memory is your sweetest home to start from. There you will never lose who you are. If you don’t have any fond memories then embrace your values in a good way, and create a new meaningful story for it. For example, if you like trains then build one, work in one, just do something profound for it, for you and others – something you will never forgot. Not a train wreck because it is a false love of revenge.

 

Dedicated to the girl on the bus with an upbeat, friendly and adventures personality but I was scared to see her arms with more than ten scars etch across.  

 

 

 

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