(Poetry) 00-01

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First piece on 2021. I can't make myself write a short story, therefore expect a lot of poems to come. Happy new year! (Better late than never.) This is raw. Just finished and wrote it at this period. To edit later.

"00-01"

She's been watching the sun and moon take their turns,Sipping cups of coffee, emptied then forlorned

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She's been watching the sun and moon take their turns,
Sipping cups of coffee, emptied then forlorned.
Witnessing how a plant starts to sprout its leaves,
Along burning holes in old stock of papers bearing narrations on how "we" leave.

Her footsteps echoes and lost to the familial noise,
Orbs roaming, glittering, and dancing tryin' to rejoice.
Leaving all the traces with morals taught from the rough written drafts,
Of a lady thought that she was a protagonist in their story that didn't match.

A countdown of ten seconds along the flashbacks of why,
With her breaking free from the questions along the scattered fireworks in the midnight sky.
It looked like a purple hyacinth in her eye,
A never said sorry just ended with a loud goodbye.

She inhaled and embrace the new year's breeze,
Feelin' the freedom with the past chains who cage her to a never filled promise,
But starting today --the blues will turn to rainbows,
Cause colors robbed away --will finally let to be replaced with someone who opens a new story, letting the missing ink flows.

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Side note: Whoever reading this, you can pass through that. You will heal.

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