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Her smile through it all

Shattered. Looked down upon. Abandoned, she smiles. She smiles through it all.

Happiness would come her way. Suddenly fade. Completely fade, she was holding on to that last leaf of happiness, last leaf of hope.

Smiling, she had the whole world in her hands.

Her small fists. She had the smile of every glee in her eyes.

Her small hopeful eyes,

Nobody envisioned her broken little heart that she would hold in her hands.

They would shove it back in her face, to intentionally, unintentionally let it break, but she smiles. Her kiddish fidgets would bring her scorn from all. Seas would be roused, sky would be one and in the midst of the night.

Darkness would call her by her name. She would hold the darknessís hand and gently walk away, From another infinity, still darker and more deeply mysterious,

The more deeply she is wearied by life, the dearer becomes those who call to her.

But, she smiles, she would carelessly care, knowing she has not been cared that way,

With all those who mock her, she cuts through the clothes of darkness, clothes of fear.

Clothes of risk, just to show the bare bones of humanity. She does and then,

she smiles.

She was lost in the world of expectation, the last leaf of hope and then through it all, even in the mists

A tiny star to guide her, a small pinpoint of light seeing which, she smiles.

Her best friend also broke the promise like all other,

Saying that she could no more share. Her best friend said, in future they would not trudge backwards, no more care,

She was broken, pieces to pieces. Ashes to ashes.

But the very next morning again, she smiles,

She was pretending to be happy, wanting no more,

But inside dying to feel some more. Smiling, she closed her eyes forever. And the just world where people get what they deserve, was left jealous of her everlasting smile!