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She wore the smile, she played the part.

She hid her feelings deep within her heart.

She put on a show, faked her smile.

Her feelings and actions are becoming idle.

No one knew, and no one cared.

No one knew how much she was scared.

No one knew, and nothing was said.

Until she shot herself in the head.

This poem is about: 
Me

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