Friday, October 08, 2004

There was a girl who's youthful smile
Betrayed her ancient soul

Her happiness, all the while
Was just a made-up role

There was a man, so cruel and vile
That he threw her out to sea

The gentle girl and her golden smile
Sank, without a plea

Her bright expression anchored her
To the ocean floor

Finally, the child
Could take the sea no more

She released the heavy smile
From her sullen face

And floated to the surface
Her pseudo smile displaced

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My favorite color is Chartreuse. I love the gust of breeze that is accompanied by the clunking sound of the train as it approaches.