"one night at eleven thirty" - 1/15/2018
tears rolling down her face
like a stream or water
coming down the gutters of
her smile lines that were
carved from a river of
laughter but now are
only filled by sadness that
turns the water black and
leaves stains on the
smooth skin of her face.
like a stream or water
coming down the gutters of
her smile lines that were
carved from a river of
laughter but now are
only filled by sadness that
turns the water black and
leaves stains on the
smooth skin of her face.
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