Shattered Dreams and This Plastered Smile
I’ll never forget the day
You came back for me--
The day it only
Seemed like my life had started again.
A day, a chance for
History to pick up
Where it left off before.
I thought you’d changed --
I was mistaken.
You’d only returned
With the same facade from before.
I wish someone warned tried to me;
My conscience tugged my
Heartstrings a little harder--
This was not the case.
Now all that’s left
Are the Shattered Dreams and
This Plastered Smile on my face.
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