Never without a smile

Do you feel that lingering pierce

Bleeding within you?

It's like a cringe,

For it sinks me

And loses me awhile.

Or is it like the painful divot

Across the bones

Misplaced and formed accidentally

By my heart when it was

Thrown out of its cavity.

Perpetual and enduring.

Its not friendly

But never leaves my side.

It charms to see

A sinking ship infront of eyes.

The gush by then has reached

Deepest beyond my senses.

And all I could was blow

Out a whimper. Probably

The last one,

But not without a smile.

Do you feel the same too?

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https://www.wattpad.com/story/103961669-the-girl-in-the-hoodie

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