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i.
let's share the loneliness, she said
we'll fill our hollow hearts with cranberry juice and pancakes
we'll dance, sing and make musicals about our life
we'll be the happiest imperfect people on earth
he smiled; laughing openly seemed too cynical
ii.
coiffures and mortgages stole our money, he said
we'll get ourselves a barking crocodile to get rid of mice
we'll sleep for a million years [and so much longer]
we'll call each other names and curse until our tongues start bleeding
she smiled; sobbing wouldn't change a thing
iii.
this is the cleft in being-together-yet-not-really, they said
we'll turn musicals into tragedies, crocodiles into rubber ducks
we'll eat our hollow hearts— and sleeping is for the roses
we'd just multiply the loneliness
they smiled; there was nothing else left
let's share the loneliness, she said
we'll fill our hollow hearts with cranberry juice and pancakes
we'll dance, sing and make musicals about our life
we'll be the happiest imperfect people on earth
he smiled; laughing openly seemed too cynical
ii.
coiffures and mortgages stole our money, he said
we'll get ourselves a barking crocodile to get rid of mice
we'll sleep for a million years [and so much longer]
we'll call each other names and curse until our tongues start bleeding
she smiled; sobbing wouldn't change a thing
iii.
this is the cleft in being-together-yet-not-really, they said
we'll turn musicals into tragedies, crocodiles into rubber ducks
we'll eat our hollow hearts— and sleeping is for the roses
we'd just multiply the loneliness
they smiled; there was nothing else left
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Superlative smiles.
I watched her leave,
On a rainy Sunday evening,
When even the air tasted grey,
And my fingers slowly turned blue,
As my mind cast back,
To the first thing
I ever wrote about you;
Back when your smile wasn't false,
when your eyes glittered anew every day,
And your hands still reached for mine.
She had a superlative smile,
That was never false,
And eyes that would pierce,
The devil himself,
So he would melt,
Under her grey loving eyes,
'till there was nothing left,
But his disguise
I watched her leave,
And as the light faded,
Her smile fell,
Piece by piece,
And the devil claimed
What was never his to ta
Literature
solemn smiles
she's too broken to be whole anymore. she's empty, holding all of your secrets until she's no longer her but you. she knows who you love, she knows who you hate, she knows everything about you and everyone else. but she doesn't know anything about herself. she's a mystery; to you and to her and to anyone else who's bothered to look in her eyes. you can see the fear, can't you? you can see how she looks like she's being chased, like she's dying and doesn't know how to save herself.
the catch is, you don't really care. it's all too convenient to have a girl who'll hold all of your shame and give you advice and smile when you say the wrong thin
Literature
Smile
smile big, smile pretty
grin because you know the truth.
you know just what you're really worth.
pretty, pity
pretty pitiful little waste of a girl.
smile big, smile pretty
witty, little nothing of a girl.
little nothing,
taking up space in the world.
smile big, smile pretty
because you're so lucky,
fortunate for your empty place in the world,
pitiful, petty little waste of a girl.
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