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December tenth stares from a wall, At a girl with night-colored hair and Eyes the shade of a twilight That blurs purple into the darkness. The girl looks out At the blurred edges of this night’s snowflakes, Falling softly past the windowpane And down to empty streets below. It has been more than a month since her birthday, Her escape from fourteen That twirled around the clock A hundred or more times before Finally stopping. Maybe not a hundred times, It was only one month Repeating again and again With thirty days of sunshine and one of rain, Only one of rain. Madoka always dies on rainy days. A teacup clatters, Not quite the clinks of shattering glass, But startling all the same. The awakened girl looks into Kind eyes and golden curls left free to spill over a friend’s shoulder. Still intentional in all movements, The golden girl continues setting up the rest of that midnight’s meal. Tiramisu melts upon tongues as Two friends sit in silence, And two survivors let their thoughts soften with the disappearing cake. The quiet reigns, Until the twilight girl leaves With the waking of dawn’s light. A soft “thank you” drifts with the snow behind her While unnumbered days rise up ahead, Forever blocking her sight of what’s to come.
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Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
Freedom from the Edge of Time
Did you know that everyone Is in a time loop? For everyday has 24hrs Before repeating Every week after seven days Will repeat After twelve months And up to four seasons Will eventually repeat Back to the beginning of the loop Each day We wake up And do our things for the day And at the end of the day We all fall asleep To repeat the loop The next day But different tasks Even the planet's Will eventually rotate Till they are back to where they started The sun Rising and setting Each and every day The clock With their hands always moving Eventually both restart at twleve
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 1:11 PM UTC
Time loop
Stuck in a time loop Of endless days with only false ends in sight Filled with papers That cut me up and down Till I’m once again a coward Wanting the easy escape Just to break the cycle Just to make the pain stop Forever
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Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 8:04 AM UTC
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