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Nora Mandrus May 2012
Light the lanterns and watch them float higher.
Can I pick out a few stars and hold them?
Can I bask in their light and their fire?
Tonight I vow these stars will not grow dim.
The dark blue sky is an endless canvas.
I plan to paint my life in its blank space.
The cold, brisk air brings about a clearness
My mind empties as I walk my own pace.
The music that comes through my headphones gives
Me a purpose and the darkness of the
Night gives me the strength and want to forgive.
City lights cannot vie with a nova.
The sun will come tomorrow but I will
Be looking for the first star from the sill.
Nora Mandrus May 2012
Your force slams me against the wall.
Powerless as your strength steals my stability.
Wave after wave.
Breathless but breathing.
Salt from the water falling from my eyes
touches my lips as I try to stop the tide
from crashing upon my eyelids.
Down to my knees, I’m now begging for my composure
to remain,
but my resolve is like the pebbles lying there.
Soft from the water coming in, washing away
their faith.
All that is left is the sand you walk on.
Tiny grains of a person that used to be
and pieces of what is shown to the
world.

— The End —