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Teeth They are strange little things Always biting Leaving their crescent, jagged mark Everywhere Tough bone, made to last They say a smile on your face Is the most beautiful accessory A person can have But no perfect smiles are without Teeth

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Published: Sep 13, 2014
Time: 1m

Tags: #metaphor #truth #teen #youth #teeth

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