My smile meant nothing.
It was practiced to preserve
An impression of
Deserved ambition;
Just desserts; my achievements.
Is it worse if I
Felt nothing or I
Felt so much that my own fumes
Cut my oxygen?
By Imogen Shaw
My smile meant nothing.
It was practiced to preserve
An impression of
Deserved ambition;
Just desserts; my achievements.
Is it worse if I
Felt nothing or I
Felt so much that my own fumes
Cut my oxygen?
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