Hollow
Hollow she is who gives the smile
Hollow he is who fills a soul
Hollow he is who cries in secret
Never to let the world know what he is really thinking
Hollow she is who covers her face
The beautiful make up
Hides all that she distaste
Hollow we are when trying to hide the pain
Hollow is us, who choose to remain unnamed.
Tuesday 3rd December 2019 2:48 am
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