PoeM
Strong is what you think I am,
smile is all you see,
but what lays inside of me ,
is what you can never see.
Tears that role down the cheek,
pain that hit through the heart,
can only ever be seen ,
when observe with the heart.
The things you took for granted ,
thought it may not be precious ,
but once the lost occurred,
one can no longer be cautious.
but once the lost occurred,
one can no longer be cautious.
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