And The Oscar Goes To... - Poem by Daegal
Congratulations are in order,
The curtain’s up, but your eyes are down.
Would I be right in saying you’re not happy?
I remember your laugh and your silent tears,
I remember how you used to hold my hand in the rain,
I remember the way you breathed, but you’re just wasting my memory.
All I know is that you’re a fantastic actress.
Now you’ve let me in, I can see what could have been
Instead of what was.
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