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Aug 2017
As I watch you
I am struck with wonder
Not as to how you move so easily
Nor how you do it so gracefully
But more in wonder of how something so beautiful
Can live in this world
It's not that your beauty  cannot be matched
Nor that it is uncommon
But rather that this world tends to make beautiful ugly
You see I used to be beautiful
I was sweet and calm
So innocent
Then this world turned me cold
I lost the light
And became the darkness
I was once beautiful
But now a forgotten face in this puzzle we call life
I am just another piece of this endless board game
And not the kind you enjoy playing with your family
But rather the kind that makes you ignore your family for days
You see I am nothing more than a star in the sky
I am no more uncommon than an ant in an ant farm
And no more wanted than a flea on a dog
You see you are beautiful
You are the light I once craved for
And now you fly alone
Flower to flower
It's as if I could reach out
And just grasp you
But I am not alive
Because beauty doesn't live forever
And soon you will meet your fate
Just as I have
Then I will hold you
Breanna Riddle
Written by
Breanna Riddle  22/F/Maryland
(22/F/Maryland)   
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