Thursday, 23 March 2017

Fake.

The mood is lifting,
And I'm grateful for it.
Still I know it will waver,
It will take a new hit.
I know what will cause it,
I know myself well.
I know my heaven,
And I know my hell.
I just have to balance,
What I can take.
The rest of it,
I'll just have to fake.

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