I drew a smile on my face,
To hide the aches,
To hide the pains.
These tears falling down my face,
Is a sign of joy,
A sign of happiness,
I say.
I'm so happy,
Full of joy,
Am I?
I don't know anymore.
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Experiences
PoetryEvery move we make, Every words we speak, Many things will happen, Bad or good, We learn from these experiences.
