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Friday, March 5, 2010

Imaginary Fireworks

Colors. Sparks.
They light up the skies.
My skies.
Somehow, they're unreal.

Crashing.Roaring.
They shout right at my ears.
It's useless.
It's only you I hear.

Behind me is darkness.
Next to me is emptiness.
I close my eyes to feel you,
You're never there.

Fireworks,it rained.
Bathing the heavens with glowing neon tints.
Looking up, I saw you.
Slowly, you faded away.

You reached out a hand to me.
These fireworks were imaginary.
I took your hand.
I'm woken from my dreams.

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