Pain?

The tears that we shed,

why do they drip off our faces?

The tears that we share,

why can't we cry alone?

The smiles we use,

to cover up sadness,

never fool the ones you love,

but they smiles back, pretending to laugh,

Because they have nothing else to do.

No one is happy,

when death lingers on,

so why put on a false smile?

People should cry,

thats why we have tears,

they were created for pain.

And if you don't use them,

they'll be bottled up and never come out again.

The End

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