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Sep 26
poem challenge: Sentence Completing No. 1
Noah Carmona

DREAMS

If you squint your eyes just enough, you should be able to see the dreams life laid before your eyes

 

Did you see them well? Maybe you needed to put some glasses on to visibly see what destiny brought to the table

 

And just like the happiness you once had running around on the playground as a small child, it disappears. Never to be seen again

 

Why didn't you grasp it when it was still there? Hug it tight, and never let it go no matter what?

 

Were you ever in tune with the beat life was drumming?

 

Or were you too arrogant and decided to stay in tune with your tone-deaf humming?

 

It's too late to figure it out. Just like the stars in the night sky, it continued shining

 

Yet you insisted to keep staring at it until the cloud caressed the stars like a soft blanket

 

Now your stars are gone, disappeared within the dusk

 

The dawn forms from dust, and yet you insist on picking up the pieces

 

Not already realizing they were shattered and unrepairable a long time ago

 

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Posted: 09.26.22
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  1. Amelia_v
    Sep 29, 2022

    woah! This is really good.

    "I don't start shit but I can tell you how it ends"
    -Taylor Swift

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  1. Noah Carmona
    Sep 29, 2022

    thank you so much!

    The world's crazy. Be crazier.

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