Wisps of smoke
Still linger
Where embers are buried
Under ash
...
Clouds of grey
Lie strewn against bright blue
Dimming the already dim moonlight
The smell of rain permeates the air
...
Laughter floats through the air
Like smiles with wings
Inescapable giggles
Make you laugh too
...
Clear drops
Like summer showers
Slide down
Sadness and grief and death
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Blank pages
Blank books
Lie with only drowning white
No pretty messages in the sand
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Distorted vision
Through a clear glass
Rainbows bounce
Through cut crystal
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You sit in the back of the class
Your blue eyes stare
The gaze is cold and calculating
Arms over your chest
...
Like a spider
You weave and intricate web
Hoping to catch an unsuspecting insect
It's absolutely perfect
...
Brightly they burn
Shine they do
Older than the eldest
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