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by katie May 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She smiles with all that she has left Yet tears are left undried And though she got so much to say She bottles it up inside If you look past her broken eyes To a shadow no one sees A disguise so you won't recognize The girl is really me
by Katran
short, beautiful and straight to the point.
this is a really gr8 poem. 5/5 (sorry coodnt think of anything more creative 2 say)
