My Never Ending Story

There are many questions we ask ourselves and one of them is what is the meaning of that 'smile'
It was that smile

From a mile

That took away this lie

And licked up every bitter bile

It was this smile

From a mile

That made me cry

Tears that would not let my eyes dry

It was this smile

It came from this man

Leaving empty this pan

And yet this smile

Made me strife

For only a desolate life

But if this smile

Is all I can get

Then life is only a bet

With no surety to let
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Published: 1/18/2011
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