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Dec 2018
The sparks—
They dance so happy
On my chest,
Singing laughter,
Dancing prancer,
Merry-going
In a jest—
But to fall
Into the void
To disappear
Like everything else.
And goes on,
A lonely song,
I sing all by myself.

Time and time,
My heart she says,
It’s alright to dream.
Then life comes up,
Takes the night,
And throws it
Down the stream.
And when I awake,
My pieces ache
Where she
Used to be.
I look around,
The sparks are gone,
And all that’s left is me
Can you tell me how this piece made you feel? What you saw as you moved from word to word?

It’s about losing something you thought would last for a long time— love, friendship, instant deep connection— the makings of an impossible thing— it’s all about that. Sometimes, magic just happens, you know? But it doesn9t last. And you wake up asking yourself: what happened? You kinda try to make sense of it as if understanding the pain makes it easier to bear.

Hiello, there. My name is Limited Vocabulary. Thanks for reading my first poem!
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