The Most Beautiful Smile

He didn't have the nicest teeth. As a matter of fact, these yelled out the cracking of a lollipop. He didn't have the most unique lips. But, his smile. The way his lips curled up when he would smile. He didn't have the whitest smile. For, his morning coffees would stain these.
He didn't have the nicest cupid bow. It was the untouched corner of a big red room. He didn't have a perfect smile, but it depicted the most sincere emotions. He didn't know it, but he had the most beautiful smile.

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