There she is,
wearing her vibrant smile
Her lips stretched in a mile
but her eyes mirrored otherwise.There she is,
Blubbering about felicity
Preaching hope and positivity
while perfectly hiding her mediocrity.There she is,
quivering in darkness
No one to lean on and hold
Disheartened and disowned.
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DEAR SELF,
PoetryHear love's bittersweet song, Loss and discovery, where hearts belong. Through verses deep, emotions unfold, A journey of self, in stories untold. Join this odyssey of love and strife, In "Dear Self," find the essence of self-love. (A collection of...