Fake.A Poem by Tristianity
Fake smile, you don't know.
I'm disgusted, you think slow. Guess, figure me out. I am done, just about. We have lost it all, what can you live without? Say stuff you don't mean, you pity little thing. Pain is what you bring. Some people think you're a sin. To me, you're just a little kid. So go do what you do best, discourage. © 2011 Tristianity |
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2 Reviews Added on June 18, 2011 Last Updated on June 18, 2011 AuthorTristianityNorwich, CTAboutMy names Tristen, and i love to express a lot of things in writing. I love music, and being with people. If it weren't for everyone, I wouldn't always be smiling. I have been trying to find a site w.. more..Writing
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