The Last Hoorah and No Longer a Line

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There are two poems. Enjoy!


The Last Hoorah


Magic is within

Those who have been

Broken beyond repair

Glued together without a care

Used and forgotten

For those who are caught in

A purple storm

Transforming into a different form

Into what will be 

The last decree. 



No Longer a Line


I've had many families

They changed every day

But none ever stayed

I guess it was because

I drove them away

To a far off place

Beyond my own reach

I've stretched so far

I've stretched so thin

That there is no longer

A tree to call mine. 




I decided to upload two together since they were both pretty short.  I hope you guys liked them! As always let me know what you think. Love you! If you ever need anything please let me know, I am always here. 


Alyssa

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