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That Girl Who Always Smiles

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greenfurkitti

Published: Oct 28, 2015

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That girl who always smiles
Cheerful and nice, always
That girl who always smiles
And tries her best to help you
That girl who always smiles
That laughs on rainy days
That girl who always smiles
Who listens to what you have to say
That girl who always smiles
Smiling until you look away

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I was heading to the bus after school and a certain event inspired this poem /D

Do not use, copy, repost, claim as your own, etc. All writing is mine, for my own personal use and nothing else

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missnala2134

Oct 29, 2015

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^{Its really weird because this is literally me and none of my friends have figured it out yet-
But otherwise, I think this poem was well delivered and I actually thought it was beautiful especially as if I believed it was talking to me and no one else
Honestly this is a kind of poem that I'd love to read over and over-
I want to leave this here to tell you that you have talent in both writing and drawing and that this really left an impression on me
I feel like this could be an imprint on my life, no joke
I might send my friends a link to this one day and probably tell them that that's me in the situation
Honestly I was not disappointed from taking my time and spending it reading and typing this response to it}

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