/// Put on a fake smile, Put on a show, Save the tears for midnight, And no one will know. You're lovely little drawings, Just can't be on display, Sweaters and long pants, To your dismay. Hide it from your friends, Your family can't see, That you have felt, That you needed to bleed. Your silent little cries, Your desperate little pleas, But all that pain your feeling, Is what no one will see. The darkness that controls you, Your now cold heart, That lovely little demon, That tore you apart. The lovely little thoughts, Swirling in your head, Are now the reason, That you are dead.
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