now vs. then

September 4, 2015

A wilted flower

A gray sky

A starless night

A broken laugh

A secret tear

An unspoken fear

Please let this all be a nightmare

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A stomach full of butterfllys

A warm sun

A contatlation of memorys

A smile blindingly bright

A love declared

Please let this be reality

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