Feign
C.C. Weston
I used to fare so well,
when I could swear farewell,
but nearly every night now,
your ghost is my hell.
But since
I don't own the words,
that are right or
to make you stay,
I'll smile and feign, okay.
I'll smile and feign, okay.
I'll smile and feign, okay.
I'll fake a smile and feign, okay.
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