Easy
How easy is it to smile,
knowing you don't want to.
How easy is it to hide those tears
and look happy
when all you want to do
is crawl in that cornor and cry your heart out.
It's getting darker,
and every little light I see
turns out to be nothing,
although
it's something,
just another disappointment
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Reacties op dit gedicht
| little fly: | Vrijdag, april 02, 2010 19:51 |
| ik weet heel goed wat je bedoelt.. elk lichtpuntje gaat weer uit | |
| Autumn2: | Vrijdag, april 02, 2010 11:50 |
| Sterkte...knuffx | |
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| Auteur: white_rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 april 2010 | ||
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