Twinkling lights
Like stars
But never that sweet
Like a firefly in a dark bog
Take me away
From this
Cold
Industrial
Ruin
Take me away from the
He said
She said
Bring me home
Remind me what's true
Oh twinkling lights
You never were real
You were a boat, a passageway
For now I know my heart's song
Your shine may be inticing
But it sure ain't you
You wrote a poem about me
It wasn’t very good
You said I made you a tortured poet
Then laughed
And it’s all a blur-
Isn’t it
This is a reflection a boy who bullied me when I was younger. Now, I think I might understand what he was going through.
He scarred me.
Deep.
into my bones.
It feels like
Grief.
Her name was Maria
My mom's friend Maria
La mariposa she says
Soy la mariposa
Because she spread her wings
To the land of kings
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