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First Love

Never the same

Quintessence 

Paradigm blame 

Lost ignited flame

The lessons

Pleasures and sundries

Now none to me

What comes to be

My belief

I reached for you a many after

You can never forget your first love

Silk smiles tighten the matter

Gray hairs grow with wrinkles of laughter

Time follows suit below and above

Its fabric made of memories tattered

Tainted and colored into a

Beautiful thing

Worn gown in the night swallows the moonlight

Envelops the heart blind becomes hindsight

Grayscale in cigarette smoke

Tar erupts between blossoming red lips

Lipstick smears along my cheek in violent streaks

Shocked

I walk beneath the stars; timid light in the dark that’s weak

Falling stars hold wishes for the ones who weep 

Hold fast to dreams of only a peaceful sleep 

Resting heads come together 

The thought forever 

To only remember

©️ The Sad Owl

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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