Such a curse is a smile
Shone our way,
Contaminates the heart
And invades the day.

It stirs the coals of longing
And throws fuel upon the flame
That burns me; yet I wonder
Which of us to blame,

For who can really know
The damage they do
With a look;
Or, for the starved,
The crumbs they might
Leave behind.

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