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Little man

I was changed. Not changed like the tide, which always changes back But changed like an atomic bomb went off in my body, in my heart. She was a nuclear reaction A tiny bit of matter that alters the state of everything she touches. She was radioactive, You could feel her coming. She was a bomb And I'm a lost atoll, drifting in the Pacific. Destroy me in the most beautiful of explosions. Split me, subatomically, and realign me how you wish. She was science and she was engineering. She was mankind's best, doing mankind's worst. She was detonation, She was a split second explosion. Depth charges that awaken, Super sonic flash wiring, blinding brilliance. She was self destructive implosions Bringing down the walls. I'm a deserted structure, waiting to be torn down.
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Written by
donald-durham
American
Published
Sep 28, 2016
Lines·Words
28·133
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First thing I've written that I've liked in years. I feel like the muse is awake and the madness is loose.

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#love#passion#emotion#bomb#destruction#explosion
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