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Old and New, Trust won't belong to me.

REMEMBER ME...
For what I am not.
For no one has trusted me yet.
Everyone smiles and likes me,
pretty much,
but they don't see the tears yet.
No one holds enough trust,
to tell me what is wrong.
They smile and nodd at me,
but with their old friends
is where they belong.
They don't trust me,
or barely do,
and tears this makes me cry.
But a smile...is the the only
face they see day by day.
Because they won't ever,
ever see me cry...
True tears of pain,
I willl never leave.
For A smile they shall all,
remember me.
But I am new,
so they just don't see.
The real smile,
or the tears in me.
SO dear lord I pray
as the tears fall down,
Hide my tears
as they fall to the ground





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