They stole it,
The smile of her lips;
The smile
That used to linger unceasingly.
Reflecting in her eyes
The limpidness of her heart.
The smile 
That lessened the suffering
Of the ones,
Who used to gaze at her
With pain and agony.
It’s gone now
Miles away.
Never to come back
Never to be the apparel
Of those rosy beauties,
And
To conceal behind it
The miseries of her own heart.


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