Silver Sight

Fri, 03/01/2019 - 00:32 -- Jenna24

All I could see,
was a fine silver
it was so quick,
but my heart was 
even faster,
for this silver
it could not outrun
me in this race
But, sadly I could
not replace me for you
as my regret
falls with your
leftover tears, reflecting 
back at me

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Our world

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