When she smiles
No one knows the truth
A tear behind each dimple
Caused by father she never knew
When she smiles
There is a story
Of that painfull day
She watched him walk away
When she smiles
There is a memory
Dancing in her eyes
The memory of the mother that she left behind
When she smiles
Theres no innocence
Left for anyone to find
You see a million diffrent types of pain
When she smiles.
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