THE GIRL WITH THE CROOKED SMILE
There`s a place where I don`t need any answers. Not even the slightest care to even ponder about a definition or a conclusion. Who cares for I am looking at you with your devilish look. Evil eyebrows and rolling eyes while smiling a crooked smile. I would trade my being just for that look in your eyes even though I know I don`t mean a thing to you.
Be damned with poetic words of whatever they whisper when in devotion of the affairs of the hearts. I don`t care. I won`t even twitch. Curse me and call me names and I shall only smile with satisfaction for having the precious moment that I cannot explain. I just want to be in the enchanting hours with your existence looking at me straight in the eyes. I don`t even need a significant word of your being in my head because I just want you to be right there in that precious moment. Forever.You are one hell of a friend. One exquisite foe and most of all, the tranquility of the reasonless sanctuary that you bring with the crooked smile. Damn you.
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Be damned with poetic words of whatever they whisper when in devotion of the affairs of the hearts. I don`t care. I won`t even twitch. Curse me and call me names and I shall only smile with satisfaction for having the precious moment that I cannot explain. I just want to be in the enchanting hours with your existence looking at me straight in the eyes. I don`t even need a significant word of your being in my head because I just want you to be right there in that precious moment. Forever.You are one hell of a friend. One exquisite foe and most of all, the tranquility of the reasonless sanctuary that you bring with the crooked smile. Damn you.
