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05/hope_lost_love_undone

she stares, blinded,

only seeing her world, as it spins, dances, plucks, and smiles

each movement, gesture, a throb which

lands,

~

faster,

harder,

faster,

harder.

~

each strike one closer to home.

her heart, built from

twigs of hope,

nails of love,

and bars of steel.

forever empty, yet always full

to the brim with dead hope,

tendrils of smoke,

grasping…

lovingly…

at…

her throat.

~

love undone, hope lost

to a sea of yearning, whose waves of love

wear away the rocks beneath her feet.

she watches her sun set, her moon sleep,

her world that she can only watch.

hold it’s hand, guide its heart,

tend its gardens and hope will start-

~

her tendrils grasp her, pull her back,

to twigs, nails, bars of steel,

she pounds her fist, rips at her eyes,

but falls, weeps, begins to heal.

to prepare for another, just as unreal.

~

hope lost, love undone.

waves eat at her rocks, overrun

by hope, love, hope-

gone.

~

~

the waves carry her gently along.


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