How do I begin to smile?

Up against the wall without style

Roars of despair beyond repair

Tantrums thrown up in the air.



The Smile You Gave Me


The smile.
The lips.
The redness.

How could I ever go wrong?
The smile is pasted on my face.
The smile you gave me
has not gone out of style.

Thoughts of you blowing kisses…
Will I ever frown?
Words you say each morn I awake…
Will I ever cry?

I am still wearing the smile you gave me.
I will be wearing the smile you gave me.

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