My muscled up healthy smile
approaches you, arms outstretched
for a warm embrace
But in return your smile stretches
out its hand to give me a thin sickly
handshake of a smile
Its so thin that a breeze can blow it
That's the way of life
Love is unbalanced
Its rare to find someone
Who reflects your love
Like a mirror
Its always distorted.
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