Stop smiling
Is all they’ve ever asked
Stop smiling
And say goodbye
Start crying
When the leaves turn brown and fall
Start crying
And watch for reddened skies
Stop smiling
Keep your face expressionless
Stop smiling
And follow me
Start crying
As though your tears were gold
Start crying
And consider brevity
Jason Preu 
A surrealistic description of what I picture in my head to be a movie of beautifulness and pure cinematic. 🙂 Love this poem my friend. 🙂
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