when you trample over your own smile to smile heartedly

when two heads need shoulders, but one needs it a bit more

when things happen and there is adrenaline rush

and in the same breath, something shakes it apart

when confusion rides over logic

and actions sit idle in a state of fog

when stepping forward becomes blind

when hope rides, and love flows

when wishes come true,

when stories changes

when characters morph

but their smell remains


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