Fake

August 20, 2020

Who can forge an empty smile,

Void of feelings, live a lie.

Back all passion, feel no pain,

emotion vaccum feel so feigned.

Be controled so moderated,

Never joyed, exhasperated.

Be subdued and so indiffrent,

Seem so close yet be so distant.

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