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DRY TEARS
No one tries, to see the pain behind the eyes
No one tries, to hear the heartfelt silenced cries
There’s no one there to prop me up
There’s no one there to fill my cup
I smile, I wink, I play along
On the surface, nothings wrong
Be their laughter, be their clown
They notice not the soul that drowns
Ill thought comments cut like knives
From Thoughtless people with feckless lives
So-called caring, fair weather friends
ensure the agony never ends
Malice makes me broken hearted
Makes you wonder why they started
In the end you’re on your own
Despite your fucking mobile phone
Came from dust, returned to dust
And no one’s really all that fussed
For all the acting, all the lying
They don’t care how much I’m dying
My inside rots, I fade away
It’s hard to face another day
Strength abandons, fortitude flees
Crying dry tears that only I can see
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