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Nobody's bleeding

Nobody's bleeding,

But everybody's hurting,

It's a hidden sickness

That we refuse to accept,

An actor’s part,

Theatrical gestures

Our initial response.

We refuse to believe.

They must be faking,

Raking in the sympathy.

A perfectly played role,

A smile betrays them

As the blind decry them,

It's no broken bone,

But a broken soul

Invisible but divisible,

Ripped apart.

A broken heart.

A broken mind.



◄ My self

New Life ►



Fri 7th Jun 2024 14:53

Thanks, Auracle


Wed 6th Mar 2024 12:30

Thanks Hugh


Wed 21st Feb 2024 16:27

Thanks Aisha


Fri 16th Feb 2024 23:09

Thanks Holden


Fri 16th Feb 2024 21:05

Thanks Stephen

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