It seems the saddest people smile
At the people who don't need it
Just to get them through another mile
But these smiles seemed forced by a bit
Even if you make fun of them
They will just turn and smile
You may think they're from another realm
But it's simply not their style
They are far more than fakes
They are the saviors of your world
They lift up only their stakes
So that you may stay out of the whirl
They'll get right back off the ground
After being pushed around and down
Their smile doesn't state they're sound
But it seems to be better than a frown
Their smiles may be forced
But they do it all for you
For their smiles are sourced
To keep pain away from you
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Elements of My Soul
PoetryWell, I managed to get off my butt and type up the poem collection I probably wrote months ago. Hopefully, you guys enjoy what I have written, and I hope you have a good time reading it. These poems were the works of my hands, brain, and soul, and...
