That attempt

I left my sweet pride aside,
You deceived me with your sweet smile,
That is why misfortune has come upon me,
And it hurt me so much that I can not even cry.
I who was stoic and betray myself,
Hope has been my judge,
This is living and this is suffering,
However today I suffer.
Was that the poem you wanted to have?
I'm destined to wear this damn mask,
Mask that clung to my face,
Damn face without feelings,
That classic lie,
I loved you so much and you killed me like that.
I feel pain, I want to live,
There are days that I wish I had never been born.
This is worse than being shot,
It's worse than horseback riding on a rainy day.
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