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A tight but warm smile, upon my face
Wary but still, perfectly placed
Eyes set firm, fixed with a stare
A fool might wonder if anyone’s there
Hands placed gently by my side
Curled fingertips, for anger to hide
A dainty laugh, not a bellow as such
Of a soul wishing she could say so very much
Emotions of which I have very few left
Carefully each are kept in check
A tight but warm smile, a nod is the price
Paid.. Because I was trying to be nice

By brown_linda

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