Smile

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Smile for a change
Why are you so sad?
The flowers are blooming once again
Shouldn’t that make you glad?
Spring brings back memories
That make you mad?
And the rain cant wash away all the blood
that is flowing down the streets of Baghdad.

She lost a husband
then lost a son
so she loaded one bullet
into a gun
She sat on her porch
in the warm april sun
All could see Her misery
Left all alone…
the stress was at a max
It couldn't get any bigger
She was left with no choice.
Pointed to her heart
She pulled the trigger.

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