His Smile
His smile.
Makes me laugh.
Makes me cry.
Makes me really just wanna die.
I'm not with him.
We're over now.
But everyday,
I think about his smile.
It gets me through the day,
makes me cry at night.
Wonder If I'll actually
dance tonight?
Maybe I will,
maybe I won't.
I could walk 1,000 miles
just to see his smile.
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