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Aug 2013
Gone.
she smiled.
Gone.
she smiled a lot.
Gone.
but now thats all changed.
she doesnt smile with honesty.
she doesnt laugh with pleasure.
her smile is the same as telling a lie.
and her laugh is the same as feeling pain.
all that she is now,
all that she will ever be
all that she can see is,
Gone.
Written by
maxx lopez  seattle soon newyorkcity
(seattle soon newyorkcity)   
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