Concentrate, regenerate.
Your smile, sharp, distracting pulls me from the page.
I’m trying to focus and keep my mind steady,
but is there a reason you sit near me,
smiling like you’ve seen something worth noticing?
You like every post I share,
but your eyes, the way they hold me,
say more than words ever could.
Beauty is skin deep, they say,
but you...
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