Love, your smile.


You are beautiful

A map of bruises and scars



How it saddens me

When the world continues

To crush you

Again and again


You smile and brush off the dust

You stand and hold out your hands

You keep hoping for something in return.


Never mind that the dust thickens as it gathers

On your outstretched hands



Your smile.

I dread for the day it loses sincerity.

if love alone could have kept me here then I would have lived forever.
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