Kristinahh KIMBER

Rookie (June7th/92* / T.DOT)

A Little Thing Called Magic - Poem by Kristinahh KIMBER

There is a sigh of words drained from the bitterness of your mouth
warning me again of the magic that is stored
this magic tricking me, scraching at my heart
making it open to the simple words of praise and fortune
opening to absorb these simple words so greatly
this magic shows how much one love can hurt
how much one life cannot heal
and how much magic cannot survive in a world that cannot believe
this magic was shown in the worst kind of statue
performing so slowly, so stiffly its as if so forgotton
so misunderstood to the one who cannot feel its presence
its lies showing simple words that deffeat the purpose of its innocence
shatttering the true beauty of the statements my magition
playing as if so played out and so perfected
knowing with all certainty that this love cannot be real
but still lying to one self to proove that it once was such magic
able to lift, to fly, to shadow the main truth of lost love asside
to pursue the greatness of a thing we call love
to hide the true facts that one cannot love
and to in fact destroy the belifs of one girl
in a little thing called magic

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 8, 2011

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