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Thursday, 9 June 2016

Poem: Nothingness

The end of the weekend is you, 
Something to look forward to; 
I'm in a highstrung mood today, 
You'd know why. 

We're both chasing the same Sun, 
But you're edging too close to the sea, 
Would you really fall where the ends meet? 
I am edging too close to the flames, 
Soon I cannot feel the same Sun, 
My fears would perish in its prowess. 

There're words we fear we won't hear, 
Both sets of lips silent in defiance - 
It shouldn't be such a bad thing after all, 
Since there's nothing left to give, 
Nothing left to share, nothing to destroy, 
Nothing to still the beating of my heart... 

Copyright © 2016 thearcticstar

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