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Every time I read a book

I think

When will I

Get a chance

To change the world

When will I

Get a chance

To find pure happiness

When will I

Get a chance

To pursue my dream

Four buzzes 

Wake me up, 

Loud in the quiet 

Dark. 

A seconds-long debate 

In my head 

I always admired

your blueish-red skin

which complemented your fire-green eyes.

The snake-like hues

in your eyes,

which I had once found beautiful,

now angled themselves toward your demise,

Down the Interstate, 

Stuffed in an SUV, 

A perfect suburban one. 

You shake your knees. 

Mom tells you to stop shaking. 

since you’re not dead yet but you should be

swear you’ll save the world

because you’ll be the first to know and the first

to ever do anything about it.

This morning I watched 
as someone I love broke their heart. 

Over and over, 
I watched them wander through the secret streets of Paris, 
clumsily holding their heart in their hands.