Smile

by Amanda Jo   Nov 27, 2008


Destruction site,
Work up ahead.
Please slow down,
Her smile is dead.

Unable to laugh,
Her lips won't twitch.
Still as a stone,
Her frown must switch.

To what extent,
Must she go to reverse.
The damage thats been done,
A smile, she must rehearse.

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