I hate to know that I see her hurts and tears. But she won't tell me what or who it's for. And I've to play along in her charade of never ending smiles. But please know that I am here for you, and whenever if you want to stop this charade and come clean with all that hurt and all, you know that you can count on me to lend a shoulder or pass you a box of tissue to weep all your heartaches out.
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