fictionfact

Some put on Sunday shoes
and acts like nothing happened
The same ones acted yesterday
Countiniuing weekendpattern

No church, but familybreakfast
so sacret on its own
Smiling bright as always
Nevermind what was thrown
away, something was

They might not feel the pain
but the heart knows
When liquids run, face gone
Morning’s soon clear
Time for return, Dear

Another day has come

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