it is what you don't say, but already know that hurts me most
the unspoken words, leaving empty spaces filled with lies
Fake smiles, laughter to hide the void
momentary pleasures don't last long enough
empty touches that fade with the night,
lowering ones self value and placing another on a pedestal
a sad and unrealized mistake on both acts
She's more than this, better
Beautiful, angelic
No one ever sees , she wants to believe
trying to recognize her own self worth
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