Last Smile

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I have proposed my desires

And fixed my slippery tires,

Like a tree wrapped in ornaments,

Each one holding dear sentiments.

I can't look straight into your eyes,

Because I see no future that is wise.

I apologize a million times

For all my moods and crimes.

I don't want to push you into exile,

I hope this isn't your last smile.

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