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Emeritusposh
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Running out of smiles

I'm betrothed to secrecy...

The type that keeps a dagger stuck in my throat till my gasp becomes as mute as my self-harm thoughts.

For pain is inscribed on the edges of my lips,

Waiting to give you a sip in exchange for comfort.

The pixels of my hurts aren't visible on my face- which only expresses Picassoed Deceit of a farce called happiness.

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