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It's warm. What is this blissfulness? "It's me.. You're not alone" Embedded in the eardrum. Tears disappeared By just one glance at that curve on the face That weird, yet such an euphoric curve It's called a smile Strange- For it made the pain scattered What is this comfort?   Soon a smile was made apart of the appearance Apart of the life This curve was then around all the corners of the world But where is the warmth? The one that was felt in the beginning It was always felt in thy heart It was always seen when looked right.. But is no more seen or felt. Blinked away, It vanished And where was thy? Back in the cold. The smile, euphoric? What's that? -fir.m
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 10:17 PM UTC
Smile
It's warm. What is this blissfulness? "It's me.. You're not alone" Embedded in the eardrum. Tears disappeared By just one glance at that curve on the face That weird, yet such an euphoric curve It's called a smile Strange- For it made the pain scattered What is this comfort?   Soon a smile was made apart of the appearance Apart of the life This curve was then around all the corners of the world But where is the warmth? The one that was felt in the beginning It was always felt in thy heart It was always seen when looked right.. But is no more seen or felt. Blinked away, It vanished And where was thy? Back in the cold. The smile, euphoric? What's that? -fir.m
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Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 10:17 PM UTC
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