Smile

it stretches my face apart

not unlike the plates,

we learn about in science class.

pulling at my jaw,

cheeks,

lips,

until finally 

my whole demeanor

has been compromised,

advertising the warm glow

of my favorite smile.

 

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slothinator

VT

15 years old

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  • Poetry

    By slothinator

    Moving on

    "We ignite not in the light, but in lack thereof,

    For it is in loss that we truly learn to love."*

    When we can feel,

    All that is no longer there,

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  • Poetry

    By slothinator

    Halls

    the doors

    are left open

    for him

    to walk through

    and brightly lit

    with all

    he will ever need

    when beside him

    there is a girl

    stumbling through

    a dark hall

    unable to find her way

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