Step Two
I never showed manybut those few
they always found me with dried tears upon my cheeks
a smile covering up, contrasting the beautifully sad words upon my lips
they crying for me
holding my hands tightly
seeing through my smile
Now
I make them laugh instead
or sit quietly, enjoying the comfortable silence
instead of exploring those deep holes in our lives
that only fill up when left alone
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-10-31 at 00:56
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