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Infinite sadness

By Angela M Andrews


Our tears are the mirrors of our broken souls
The expressions of our faces are just a play
A play to fool all
We are the infinite sadness.
We show no one what we truly feel.
Hide our words like an unknown mystery
Make people believe that we are happy
We are the infinite sadness
When truly we are almost non existing
We are the infinite sadness
We hide so much so much from the our side
We forget who we are
Never let anyone know
We are the infinite sadness
We hide everything and never let it be known
We are the corner of the room.
We are infinitely sad.
We are the infinite sadness
We are the infinite and the sadness alone.
©Angela M Andrews 2003 FindersRkeepers Publishing