We all hide behind those pretty smiles
Hidden tombs of depravation
Glazed behind the sweet looks
Manacles of conversation holding the craziness within
Dilated pupils reflecting innocence
Whilst the diabolical lurks beneath the shallow surface
Watch the smiles around you the next time you’re out
Feel the pull of skin around your own mouth
Responding to the fake nuptials of communication
Maybe we recognise the desperation…maybe we want to ignore it
Maybe, just maybe…
Those that don’t smile back, are actually honest!
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