When happiness is illusive
it is like a lingering dream
funny sometimes
to see you cry with a smile
with tears of joy
taking their own directional path
and meandering in happiness
on face and flesh
the tears being born out of a womb
where the story was told
where the echo from laughing
gave birth to a new friendship
a holistic feeling of closeness and comfort
more healing in its creation
laughing forever
laughing while time is not watching over you
laughing is your spirit and soul
echoing with the tears in your eyes
even unable to remember
when happiness is illusive.
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