He will never know

March 1, 2016

Wet cheeks,

Lonley night,

A heart filled with pain

A mind on the verge of going insane

A smile with sore cheeks

A soul that feels so weak

Eyes that hold back tears

Lips that lie due to fear

He only ever saw my flaws

So he will never know the pain he has caused.

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