Smile…and the whole world
smiles with you.
I’d love to love, but I’m
not sure; who
could deserve this love and
still requite?
Or accept the gift without
killing its light?
Does such a marvel
truly exist?
Or should my desire be
outright dismissed?
They say the process
begins inside;
I fear I’ve lost it, and
now I’ve lied.
My self forsaken in search
of love.
A common pigeon: mistaken
for a dove.
I should have stuck with what
I knew:
When the whole world
smiles, she’s
smiling at you.
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