Fake Poem by emily henson
Fake
I try to understand
why you look at her that why
why when you talk
about her
there's something joyful
on your face.
You want to be with her
I just can't see why.
i know shes bubbly
I know shes fun
I also know shes fake.
does it really matter? she makes him happy and you see it. bubbly is contagious... hmmmm so as the actors and actress and we love them...thanks.md. cheers and peace.
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5/4/2024 9:17:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds familiar. Think we are all fake at times. Question is does he see whats behind it, and do you?