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  Mar 2019 Makayla
Matthew
Will I crumple up and die?
Will others mourn their loss?
...
How will other react?
Every moment seems
Lost under the cybernetic skies
Little experiences connected by the frayed cords
Of a dusty computer
People disappear
Often becoming nothing of their former selves
Every photo to cling to, but never a soul.
Tangents creating a cohesive line from a
Ring encircling our world,
Yet snapped by your disappearance
...
Can't perceive a name
Only dashes
My head won't remember your name
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An Acrostic poem based on an experience.
  Mar 2019 Makayla
Matthew
We friends supposed to Be Friends Forever
But Forgot Forever
ended after death
I hate this poem
  Mar 2019 Makayla
Matthew
Remember the Poems I gave to you
in the afternoon haze of those Autumn days.
The golden hour was in between us
as the birds sang their nightly Lullabies.
Yet, I know the dark lies
spoken as the sun set her sleepy head.
I put more faith in my tattered lies
than you did.
I've seen your body
move,
slower,
an
d
******>wer.
toward the
cold reflections in the moonlight.
moonlight in the cold reflections.
  Mar 2019 Makayla
Gods1son
Windchill on a wintry day is like rubbing salt into a wound
It makes eyes and nose water like a crying kid
Negative temperature puts your jacket to the test
The bones can tell when your jacket fails
Extreme cold could be quite unfriendly
Risk and danger it is to the homeless
Acrostic poem about winter. If you live in a temperate country, you would know what I'm talking about
  Mar 2019 Makayla
Emily
My heart fills back up
When you pour apologies
In my cup

@letemflow
Apologies do taste good going down.  We can only hope there is no bitter aftertaste.
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