Smile
Tell me a secret and I’ll teach you how to smile
Because a smile on the surface forms a flawless mask.
Your own bloody hatred will ravage your soul
Because it conceals so much infatuated rage.
But this smile, it will lie, make you seem sane.
Soon, your corrupt heart will decay black
But your teeth will continue to gleam.
I promise they won’t know, because the smile…
It loves, it hates, it deceives all.
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