Those eyes.
her eyes tell me her life's story about all the pain she went through. she suffered to keep it all to her self ,but failed. The scars on her body were deep, just like the ones on her soul.
The smile she had was never real. Her laughter was as fack as can be.
But no one sawer through it but me.
I saw her pain, I saw the scars, I saw her cry.But she never saw me for I was the one who held her hand through it all.
The smile she had was never real. Her laughter was as fack as can be.
But no one sawer through it but me.
I saw her pain, I saw the scars, I saw her cry.But she never saw me for I was the one who held her hand through it all.
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