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by RustySoul Dec 8, 2017 category : Sadness, depression / other
You only see the smile I show But not the invisible tears that fall, It's not the truth what you know You haven't known me after all. Why blame or judge when unaware Of all the ordeals I've been through? Why vain pretence as if you care? I know no heart is ever true. Truly, life isn't a bed of roses It offers thorns; gives heartache, I carry a broken heart with bruises, It's an empty life where love is fake.