I carry an artificial smile
Only my Almighty can know
The weep that lulls me to sleep
Yet that fake smile will not go
The tears that stained my cheeks
Never dry when wiped deeply
For it is not the simple tears
But the tears of my destiny
What worth can I bring to life
It's only failure I encounter
The moment of each passing phase
Not a joy but plenty of tortures
Fate embraces me with an evil grin
Walking like a dead, dark and blind
If this corpse shakes in my grave
However I pretend no one can find
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Monday, September 14, 2009
EverY sMilE iS noT A sMilE...
Labels:
Confession,
Confusion,
Disappointment,
Identity
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