Hiding Crys

by The girl who doesnt care   Apr 2, 2013


Excuses.
Lies.
No one shall know.

Cuts.
Scars.
Who would look?

Death by suicide.
Too late to save.

Darkness calls,
And fills the holes.
The deafening emptiness sets in.

But on my face,
A winning smile.
Covering the depression
that lurches under the surface

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