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Master of Disguise
She smiles. She laughs.
She aches. She cries.
No one sees the pain behind her eyes, she's become a master of disguise.
The birth of her heart lies in a hospital bed, waiting to be pronounced dead.
Pale Death waits for none, and mourns not a single one.
She fights and cries alone inside, all the while having no one to confide.
She pleads with God, and Death to spare the life within the sterile walls, but neither hear her calls.
She sits and waits to hear the news, with a smile, she's seen the clues.
Already said her goodbyes.
She's become a master of disguise.
She aches. She cries.
No one sees the pain behind her eyes, she's become a master of disguise.
The birth of her heart lies in a hospital bed, waiting to be pronounced dead.
Pale Death waits for none, and mourns not a single one.
She fights and cries alone inside, all the while having no one to confide.
She pleads with God, and Death to spare the life within the sterile walls, but neither hear her calls.
She sits and waits to hear the news, with a smile, she's seen the clues.
Already said her goodbyes.
She's become a master of disguise.
Published 14th Sep 2019
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14th Sep 2019 3:58am
i read a lot of hidden pain in these lines you seek for help and found only more looking to fine some one that will listen to all you have to say not place judgement or say lies that they do understand how you really feel no one can feel what you feel inside
love that you have the courage to let others read your thoughts
love that you have the courage to let others read your thoughts
14th Sep 2019 9:25am
14th Sep 2019 9:56pm
