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I look at your laugh lines, and wonder what made the edges of your lips curl, I wonder who made your cheeks warm, as your eyes mimicked your faintly chapped lips. I hope it was real happiness. I look at your frown lines, and wonder what made your cheeks become heavy, falling towards sunken shoulders. I wonder who made you sullen. Could I have helped? I look at your laugh lines, And I am saddened. They tell stories that I will never hear. And your frown lines, Of moments I will never ease. I look at your face staring back at mine, And see so many; Memories, years and lives lived. All that I have missed. I have met you now, With every contour, I have met who you are now.
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 11:37 AM UTC
Lines of Someone New
I look at your laugh lines, and wonder what made the edges of your lips curl, I wonder who made your cheeks warm, as your eyes mimicked your faintly chapped lips. I hope it was real happiness. I look at your frown lines, and wonder what made your cheeks become heavy, falling towards sunken shoulders. I wonder who made you sullen. Could I have helped? I look at your laugh lines, And I am saddened. They tell stories that I will never hear. And your frown lines, Of moments I will never ease. I look at your face staring back at mine, And see so many; Memories, years and lives lived. All that I have missed. I have met you now, With every contour, I have met who you are now.
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 11:37 AM UTC
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