Sarah Pesta Poems

Shards of ice fly with the gust
A gust which tests my own conditions

Eyes froze shut, though I can hear
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My life began as I planned
Friends I had made it grand
Until a dramatic twist came my way
Leaving me with nothing to say
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At night where shadows hide
A glimpse of the moon and the stars
Staring backing at the half sleep world
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A dream starts minutes to midnight
Covered with thick dark fog
Lightning from thunder clouds begins its horror
Into a once peaceful dream
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Sand pouring every second
Down a glass jar with limited capacity
Time is running out too soon
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Life is forever changed when trust is thin
Someone on the other end has a chance to win
Not enough trust to keep a secret from its reveal
Irresistible temptation broke its weak seal
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Fallen under a deep trance
A spell that can't be broken
With words of lies and misconception
The thick fog stretches farther
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The soft rhythm of a metronome sings me to sleep
With no words to keep me awake

Melodies and harmonies in a place I call my own
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Each time a gust of wind travels through the air
A distant voice is howling in my ear
Not understanding what it means
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A beautiful glass filled with all the colors
Separated but still close together
And blending to show each other
They are all in a unique place
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