Every morning when she awakes
she puts a smile upon her face
to hide away the heart-ache
wrapped in beauty smiles and jewels
covering the truth and sorrow
to walk the halls with thoughtless fools
to last through the day and awake tomorrow
she waves and greets each person gone by
to end each day with a lingering cry
to linger on year after year
as she wipes away tear after tear
moronic fools are we today
to live each day and never say
never say what makes us cry
and waste each day as time goes by.
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