My secret weakness

by Tragic*ಌ*beauty   Nov 15, 2006


Look through my eyes as though I have none
I havve gotten used to it.
Let me borrow your empty embraces, which are not real
I want to pretend that they are.
I know you will never love me,
does it not matter I have enough love for the both of us.
I see him run off to her, and I plaster a fake smile on my face to forever mask my pain and sorrow that fills my slowly tearing heart.
Tears I know that want to fall, I refuse to shed, no one shall know my weakness...you.

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