I found your picture
fallen behind the cupboard
you were chasing me around the tree
my smile was parted
to say something
but I no longer remember what it was
going to be
I watched you leave
with hooks in my cheeks
they helped me smile
through the lows and the peaks
and I try to see who holds these
hooks
but when I tilt my head
it's too painful to look
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