January 26, 2011
By noirelle SILVER, Texarkana, Arkansas
noirelle SILVER, Texarkana, Arkansas
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I stand there
with the small smile painted
on my face
i look at
you hoping you figure out
that under this smile
im dying
slowly my tears
drowning me killing me
but do you notice
do you care
i look in your eyes praying they will save me
but there not
your eyes
beutiful eyes
they look right through me
not caring
you say bye and walk
away dont you know
im dying
dont you know the face im
is just a mask to hide my feelings
dont you i guess not
as you slowly walk away
i finally gave up all hope
no one will know the real me
all they will know is a

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