Smile. Cry.

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Smile.

Because a day is only twenty-four hours.
Because a week is only seven days.
As you look at your reflection
In the mirror. A beaming face, full of life, your alive.
Smile.

Life's moments are a series of snapshots.
A polaroid hung up on the
Corkboard from the championship winning
Basket. Your teammates surround you, heads
Held high, you're sitting on their shoulders.
Smile.

He's up in Heaven.
Smile.
Because everyones waiting for you to cry.

Because, Flash! Lifes gone.
Life goes by like the flash of a camera. The shutter
Clicks closed and its over.

Smile, you'll be glad you did.






Cry.

Because a day is only twenty-four hours.
Because a week is only seven days.
As you look at your reflection
In the mirror. A beaming face, full of life, your alive.
Cry.

Life's moments are a series of snapshots.
A polaroid thrown away in the trash
from the championship losing
Basket. Your teammates surround you, heads
Hung low, you're shrugged shoulders.
Cry.

She's up in Heaven.
Cry.
Because everyones waiting for you to smile.

Because, Flash! Lifes gone.
Life goes by like the flash of a camera. The shutter
Clicks closed and its over.

Cry, you'll be glad you did.





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