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We Will Never Know


I walk around

I look around

Everyone smiling,

but is it really a show?

 

I see their smile

I see their laughs

But underneath it all,

Is it really that?

 

We will never know

when were standing next to them

with their young hearts broken.

We will never know

if their smile is real

or how they really feel,

so just say hello.

 
 
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