The best Side of smile no matter what they tell you
smile 21/ The vivid tulips eat my oxygen. / Before they came the air was serene sufficient, / Coming and likely, breath by breath, with no fuss. / Then the tulips crammed it up like a loud sounds. / Now the air snags and eddies spherical them how a river / Snags and eddies spherical a sunken rust-pink motor. / They focus my focus, which was delight