Friday, September 1, 2006

Poker Face

All time serious
Is that your face?
No smile escapes your lips
When someone says hello, you glide your eyes away

Do you know?
In time you’ll get old and gray
Don’t run after the wrinkles
Old age catches you quickly

Get warm and be true
Warm your inside chill and spill the ice
Soft hearts are better
Than a cold stare turned to stone

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