FAKEA Poem by Morgan Young
See my smile, it's a lie
Hear my laugh, it's to hide all the wounded cries You like my jokes, they're to hide my feelings that are messed up holes My randomness is not to fear, it's to stop my never ending sea of tears I do my make-up good and thick, to hide my monster thats twisted and sick See my heart, it's a hole See my body, I'm a beaten soul
© 2011 Morgan Young |
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Added on April 25, 2011 Last Updated on April 25, 2011 Author
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