Another Untitled Poem…

Posted on March 30, 2013

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makeup can always cover
the dark circles under my eyes
from crying myself to sleep again
I can always pretend
that your words never rolled off your lips
from our fight last night
I can always smile
in the morning
when people ask me how I am doing
I can always lie
after my suicidal trips of bliss with a razor
when they ask what I did last night
sleeves can always conceal
the pain of being alone
even when the red begs to scream out
I will always smile
let you believe I am beautiful
and rip apart inside.

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