Broken Heart Smiles
The broken heart smiles. You see her from a far and you cant tell she has been harmed. She works, socialize, and plays. She smiles and she laughs… and at first, second and third glance you cant spot her heart drags and beats a rhythm of pain. Nonetheless, she gets up and keeps it moving like everybody else because in the end we are all actors playing the game of life.
Yeidin
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