Her Smile, by abandoned-damsel |
Her smile holds a story, The story that won't be told, A story saying many things, Her picture would unfold. No one but she can read it, It's coverage for her tears, It hides all true emotions, Her pain and her fears. Her smile was a coverage, A carrier for all shes done, Her smile holds a silent story, Of the mask it has become. |
Posted: 2008-06-04 04:50:44 UTC |
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