that sad, sweet smirk
meets side cocked head
and equally crooked smile
sigh greets sigh hello ....
how lonely he must have beenhow desperately hurt
to have come up those steps leading to my door
and i
i must have been damn near death to let him in
his face changes
though rarely his heart
he is sweet, but more often selfish
someday he'll be different all together
someday he'll be strong
say goodnight now
to this dream on repeat
say good morning
tomorrow will be better
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