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 Mar 2020 a poet gray
Saffron
Smile!
 Mar 2020 a poet gray
Saffron
The muscles in my cheeks ache,
from holding this pointless smile.
My eyes are darkened and empty,
yet I'm grinning all the while!
 Mar 2020 a poet gray
Sam
her
 Mar 2020 a poet gray
Sam
her
and I realised
everything I missed
like feeling her lips curl
into a smile or a kiss

I look into her eyes
while she stares into the abyss
her fingers uncurl just a little bit
and we fall asleep like this

— The End —