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Smile

Purveyor of emotions

Could not sell a smile 

Kisses from hell are passionate 

Would you not take me with you? 

Life disappears in a motion

We only breathe a while

Lost in desire, left behind a passion pit 

The things we seek after are few

Safety for the soul

Peace for our rest 

Warmth to hold the cold

Wishing all the best

The hot air of your breath

No longer whisper the words 

That made me smile freely 

You can’t buy happiness

© The Sad Owl

Categories: poetry

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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