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The usual grin to hide the long held pain
A smile disguised the grief hidden within,
Inside the heart is falling to insane,
The usual grin.
A cloaking device to keep the truth in,
And let none see the simple smile is feign
As tears return for all that might have been.
So with the dawn the pain returns again,
And through the day until the dreams begin,
Whether the sun shines or clouds cry with rain,
The usual grin!


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