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Fake smiles. Pretty eyes. All inside these little white lies. Dead inside but that's okay. I still exist day after day. Heartbroken, Oh well. That just makes this a living hell. But that's okay. I still exist day after day Oh I don't know how it happened Like a song you half-ways forgot. I fell in love, oh what a joy. Sickly sweet, like the smell of rot. She was beautiful, but they always are. Blue Green eyes and brown hair A smile like starlight Broke my heart without a care She left me (they always do) I'm angry, hurt and confused During the night, I don't know what to do To lack happiness is what I do. Her fake smiles. Her pretty eyes. All inside those little white lies Dead inside? That's okay. I'll still exist day after day. Heartbroken? Oh well That just makes "life" a piece of hell. But that's okay. Because I'll still endure day after day. Because I'll never forget. That first "true" love. Tragic and painful Like a dead dove

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Date: 2/8/2016 10:11:00 PM
This poem was a way to express hurt that oh so many face. Please read this and give me any feedback that may help me write in the future (a rare event indeed!)
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