Is a girl with bedraggled bangs and
A shine in her grey eyes
She may be thinking about you when she watches
You. Or she may be thinking about her poem
That is stored between the pillows
On either side of your head.
When she smiles at you she isn't seeing
You. As much as she is smiling at the worn-out soul
That is sighing in your bosom. So smile back
You must smile back because otherwise she will
Most likely wait forever.
Look at her watching the world
And wondering what it is that makes her cry.
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