Poem

Smile like you're acually glad,
and cry like you're acually sad.
Don't show how hollow you are inside,
just laugh and make a perfekt bride.
That you can't feel a thing,
that it feels like you're a living corpse,
doesn't really mean a thing, ofcourse.


I'm sorry, but I can't rhyme.
I should be arrested for such a crime.

En liten dikt jag skrev, var bara tvungen att lägga upp den :P

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