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Rated: E · Poetry · Relationship · #1139098
Poem of loss.
Thinking. Can't Stop Thinking.
Think of you. This. That. That Life. That day.
That dream was mine,
A utopian dream.

Your aura; struck me like lightning to a tree
Pointy, like a star, you shone
So bright, yet not shining as a star would,
But as apparent as white chalk on a blackboard.
You would not show off like a star,
Yet you did burn so hot, so fiercely, so explosively -
you were a star in my eyes.

But like all stars, you died;
That fuel was gone.
No pull between us;
The atmosphere was dry,
and I began to choke.
I was taken from my star - like a child being taken from its poor,
drunken mother - I did not know what was happening.
Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, I there sat.
Wondering.

The end of my world had only just begun, with yours beginning.
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