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Bubbles

by birddonuts

There are different kinds All the same All different Different sizes and colors They make up parts of life Soap bubbles Cleaning, scrubbing Washing dirt, grit And all the bad Away Reflecting you Your surroundings In different colors Different views Word bubbles Floating up from the heart Trying to escape Only a few make it The rest Broken inside Choking you Restricting you Making you regret Not opening your mouth To let them out The best kind of bubbles Bubbles of laughter Bubbles of joy Bouncing out of your mouth Tickling you until you let them out The fun bubbles That make that joy Drawing the wand Blowing the joy Into the bubbles Until they are ready To go And spread joy of their own Bubbles reflect Joy and sadness The two polar opposites That compliment each other Completely You cannot have one Without the other Sometimes the bubbles of joy Will pop Explode in your face But you can take out your wand And start all over again
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Apr 26, 2016
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#words#sadness#joy#bubbles#paradox#blow#pop#clean#dirt#wand
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