A sullen face
Your stunted smile
Bags of shame
'neath your crying eyes
A trickle of black
That sniffle you hide
Just can't explain
The next twisted smile
A drop to the ocean
Just a spec of sand
A sliver to the open
Clue to where it began
Not a right fit
It's not the thing to do
Timing's all that matters
All that ever did to you
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