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Believe me,

I tried.

I tried to get over you.

Your charm, your face and your smile.

Even though you've never smiled at me.

But it was just the way you did, no matter to whom.

I sometimes think, if you'd ever smile at me, what would I feel?

Because when you smile, the dead butterflies inside become alive and fly.

When you smile, I am like feeling red.

I smell pink,

And breathe purple.

If you'd ever smile at me,

Then, I may see the colour of your eyes,

Even if it's just for the first

And the last time.

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