There was a spark that made me smile
It put me to sleep when time could not
I wished I could ignite that spark that puts life in me
When I found the spark didn't notice my reaction
I was near the edge prepared to step off
How could a spark acknowledge my being
A spark isn't alive, it's just a result of 2 things, 2 people, interacting
That's impossible
Just like you and I are impossible
When the spark, the only spark, died...
My palms covered my face because it never breathed, for it was never embraced, or born
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
There was a spark that made me smile
It put me to sleep when time could not
I wished I could ignite that spark that puts life in me
When I found the spark didn't notice my reaction
I was near the edge prepared to step off
How could a spark acknowledge my being
A spark isn't alive, it's just a result of 2 things, 2 people, interacting
That's impossible
Just like you and I are impossible
When the spark, the only spark, died...
My palms covered my face because it never breathed, for it was never embraced, or born
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