young when I
still smile me not
just a sigh
then be forgot
young they say
can’t be this way
talk you will
can’t change the day
look I back
the teenage days
a smiling mask
a darkened haze
by the shore
on sunset gaze
the beauty’s lost
no warm felt rays
Looking back
swings open door
of memories
I wish no more
smile me not in Kellie's Stuff
- March 16, 2016, 7:52 p.m.
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