Echoes off the leaves
People look on
Like rain drops on snow
The sun shines
Yet hides on the other side of the moon
Seemingly subdued
Angels stare at the ground
Like it should speak to you
Silence echoing in colours
Why do you hate so
The pain is behind the smiles
The distain in the things you
Jet planes crash
Ripping down walls
Some smiles are hideous
Some walls can be climbed
Some valleys the sun can shine
Some smiles are true
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