You always cry

when you’re about to smile

 

But I don’t blame you darling

 

Who could know the weight

those shoulders of yours

carried

 

Spurned on by distractions

 

Chattering to goddesses

to cover an affair

 

Your tongue

sported imitations

because of your actions

 

Could only

repeat singular talks

your mouth should have just been sewn shut

 

You spewed that one word

with so much passion

that maybe even I

could have fell in love with you

 

If only you smiled

before you wept

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