Don't tell me to smile
we are strangers on this street
perhaps I am planning efficient ways for death
or pondering
greath depths of emotion
maybe i am simply beyond
this moment too acute for us
we are so fragile and so thinly veiled
where are you headed?
home to more this
that place where it is empty, yet filled
maybe i am smiling inside
favorite pop songs running through
my steps are my smile
but you would have to know me
to know that
then again, a strangers smile may assauge
this fear of loss, loneliness, disaster
so i will smile, for you
because you are me and sometimes
i need a smile.
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