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it’s mostly sadness, overall

it’s mostly sadness overall 

though every time i turn that corner, i think of her smile.

 

                        i only have words for her 

 

though i cannot speak them so she will hear, i wish i would have said them. 

 

 

                                i love you. 

 

and the dirt couldn’t say it back, so silence is my gift from her. silence, and the way i still think of her face. 

 

 

                            smile, i love you.

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◄ Numb.

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Nigel Astell

Fri 24th Jul 2020 12:02

Smile and love
turns that corner
each and every time.

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