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A cold smile hides a soul that cries and calls for help in silence

knowing that there will be no hope, negativity,

pessimism, disappointment, rejection, loneliness, wounds, scars,

everything becomes routine, hurting more, with nobody to turn to.

There is no hope, only things that hurt, memories, stories ...

The routine kills slowly, the cold seriousness, sadness, everything is taken as an excuse to get away.

Everything is routine, fake smiles hiding the pain,

words of love hiding feelings, hurting someone who has nothing, a thought of life destroyed,

bitterness and pain.

came back, bleeding time, never to mourn, not expecting anything.

The routine is about all and nothing will be the same, without anything,

without life, without joy, without love ... Just routine, a routine sad ...