i try to sound happy
does it really seem i am
they dont even comment
so i guess i am
i look in to the merror
and see what they all miss
empty eyes and broken hearts
and all that once was bliss.
the memorys and tears
that now fill my head
the last thing i saw
was him laiing dead
i guess i just give up
and call it good from here
and at least then
i wont shed a single tear
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i write poems mostly about depression
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Invisible emo chick
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