Renea
She's frowning behind a curve on her face that we call a smile.
She's happy but sad all at once.
She wants to be loved but men are her weakness.
She laughs with her friends as of everything is ok.
She is hurting inside because she's nothing but a stray.
Renea, Renea, lift your head.
You're beautiful.
Your smile is bright and inspiring.
Your voice brings joyful chills down there spines.
Your presence is peaceful.
Renea smile, laugh sing.
We love you Renea.
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