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The Sting
Her laughter
Was pained
I saw her face
The forced smile
Her eyes
Were moist
And held the truth
As did her hands
Tightly clasped together
Over loosely peeled skin
Her laugh
Deceived no-one
Not even herself
Then came the tears
She eventually cursed
She should of known better
Than to rub her eyes
Just after peeling onions
by Jemia
Was pained
I saw her face
The forced smile
Her eyes
Were moist
And held the truth
As did her hands
Tightly clasped together
Over loosely peeled skin
Her laugh
Deceived no-one
Not even herself
Then came the tears
She eventually cursed
She should of known better
Than to rub her eyes
Just after peeling onions
by Jemia
Published 9th Jun 2022
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