see those smiles?
they aren’t hers.
you think they only bless;
[but] she knows their curse.
yet in that abyss,
truth stirs.
always at her heels
it stumbles and keels
desperate to reveal
a [the?] girl who feels.
(nothing but faux:
it’s all for show)
if only they knew
she almost fell through
the void in her heart
full of fabricated clart
forged to keep her life
from falling apart.
nonetheless this only created strife
and anguish for her
provoking the start:
caveat emptor.
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forgot translation: caveat emptor is Latin for “let the buyer beware”
Beautiful
pandas are as lovely as your poem.
awwww. thanks guys. this is my first time sharing my poems ever. i figured this would be the best place to start. i was right 🙂