The Real Me

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You think you know me,
but you have no clue,
you only see,
what I want you to.

A small smile,
when my insides are crying,
a tiny laugh,
as I think about dying.

I will not show you,
because I cannot take,
your eyes of pity,
it would make my heart ache.

So a smile I will show,
to you and the world,
as my soul is dying,
and never unfurled.
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