Your lips, face and cheeks might be strained
With all the fake smiles and fake image
With all the flashing cameras and loud reporters
With the perfect image and forced laughs
Maybe that's why
I fell in love with your quirks
With your open mouthed loud laughs
With your toothed smile
With your made up scrunched nose and silly eyes
With your silliness
Maybe the perfection passed through me
And the quirkiness reflected itself into my heart and etched in my brain
For the cameras was blinding and all I was able to see
Was your silly smile and your bright shine
-eris'
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To the Stars.
PoetryPoems for them, Seventeen. // ctto of the pictures // // For Seventeen's 2nd year anniversary. #2YearsWithSeventeen //
