🌹🤎She always had a smile,
for anyone,
but never for herself.
She was nervous and maybe she knew well to pretend in the classic:
"it's all right".
She was magical in pretending that everything was going so well,
but she never got a smile from her eyes.
Lips do,
but lips do what you want.
It is your eyes that rub you and your hands if they tremble.
Her streets all seemed the same,
her hopes too.
There are those who fall asleep with a dream and who with a poem,
she fell asleep in the rain.
She was one of those you discover to be special just because they can smile at fear.
And they tie her hair with the grace of someone who knows how long it takes to recover all the pieces after losing them.🤎💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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