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That fake smile looks like a
Rubber band
Being stretched for miles
Those fake laughs of delight
Go haunting you in the night
Those hurtful words
Are the only things
You actually heard
Those almond shaped eyes
Hold the truth
To all the reasons you cried
After those passing hours
You begin to wither
Like a dying flower
You are trapped for all those happy lies
That you let fly
In the dark sky
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