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Brittany Weber Aug 2013
It begins with a look
A quiet exchange of the eyes
Time no longer exists
Seconds quicken to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to months
Becoming precious artifacts in a once empty soul
Every encounter shared becomes sacred
In this endless world of possibilities you two created
And then it happens
Your heart becomes so full with love, it feels as if it might burst
And then it happens

Your heart explodes
Matter strewn across places unknown
Millions of tiny pieces
Where you began, he ended
Every day now
night, filled with shards of rain
You see him everywhere
Because your imagination wishes it so
You become afraid of the dark
Not only the one in your head
But the absence of his slumbering silloutte traced by moonlight
Endless drudgery with a phantom limb
Dreams gone up in smoke
Mockingly dissipating
Like the hope you once had

                                


Forever turned to never
Pain absolute
Harmony Sapphire Aug 2015
Gaze at the gigantic moon.
See how it illuminates the room.
The sky so foggy & dark casts shimmer of light,
The night grass soggy.
The dog still barks, moonlight glows bright.
A silloutte shadow of a black cat jumps a fence.
My heart beat intense.
Spooky images move.
My vision improves.
Owls are bad luck.
If you hear one at midnight it means someone is going to die.
Say " goodbye".
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Harmony Sapphire Jan 2015
Gaze at the gigantic moon.
See how it illuminates the room.
The sky so foggy & dark casts shimmer of light,
The night grass soggy.
The dog still barks, moonlight glows bright.
A silloutte shadow of a black cat jumps a fence.
My heart beat intense.
Spooky images move.
My vision improves.
Owls are bad luck, being alone in the dark *****.

Watching & waiting,
my paranoia & fears debating.
My hopes & joys fastly fading.
My journey stops parading.
Endless nights limitless heights.
Living a nightmare,
With no one who really cares.
You’re the only one there.

— The End —