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Hurt You
I walk through life with a smile,
a fake one frozen on my face
You would think me a child,
if tears fell down my face.
I'm strong in a storm of razors and salt;
wearing my smile through the painful assault.
And I’ll never let you know
how you hurt me so.
I want you to see:
My little world of false happy.
My goal to see you hurt,
you and your little flirt.
I see you smile at that girl.
My stomach knots and churls.
Vomit wants behind my lips
when you run your hands to her hips.
So I will fake a smile,
and laugh the whole while.
His hand and mine interlaced.
With a grin in my face.
You'll think I’m okay
Whenever you look my way.
I'll make sure you that you see . . .
My fake smile when you look at me!!
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