A great big cut through the face
just a long smile that doesn’t stop
like a tired road
that laughs
at nothing funny.
Humor covers our pain
and smiles keep us silent
it’s a toughness
a torment
a lack of touch
and then the healing begins
like a fabric of fake feelings
until we smile wide-open
cracking our masks
beneath fake faces
of false happiness.
Our insides show
because we smiled
wide-open.
Just Poetry 
Your poem brought to mind this painting I saw last night: https://www.malinskystudio.com/the-veils (the one on the left).
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Yes! That was exactly how I pictured it in my mind. Wow!
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Oh, I’m so pleased!
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We often, use these grins, from ear to ear, to cover up how we feel, deep inside, where, there’s, nothing else but the pains that lie, beneath.
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Yes, so true taurus in gemini! Thanks for reading and following my blog!
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