Searching for a person that's already there
The girl pretends not to know how deeply he cares
She's scared of the pain
That comes with the grace
She to used to tears
streaming down her face
What do you do,
when your smile is true
but even the happy days
are left in a haze?
Its been so long
Its almost new
the feeling wells
but how do you know if its true?
The poems he writes
she almost cries
she hold it in
the sorrow dies
Shes happy now
if for the moment
It turns out that bad days
are not layed in cement
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My journal. Notes I write. Poems I write. My messages to people They will never see. Songs That remind me of my life. etc.
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