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My disguise...
Smiling my best,
with lips stretched,
forced my brain
to keep the stress,
forced my eyes
to stay at rest.
With never-ending
pain running in my veins,
I experienced
the unwelcoming crowd's gaze.
My heart was cold
and a bitter soul,
I am seizing my life
with a weak hold.
please do share your understanding about this poem in comments...
Thank you🙇
~Ms. lunar
© All Rights Reserved
with lips stretched,
forced my brain
to keep the stress,
forced my eyes
to stay at rest.
With never-ending
pain running in my veins,
I experienced
the unwelcoming crowd's gaze.
My heart was cold
and a bitter soul,
I am seizing my life
with a weak hold.
please do share your understanding about this poem in comments...
Thank you🙇
~Ms. lunar
© All Rights Reserved
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