Bubbles flit and flutter
Fly with the wind
Trying to find
How to be redefined
But the bubbles lightness is a lie
For they're true meaning is not a tale
That is commonly told
For they secretly whisper
A sweet kiss of death
Yes, that's right
A bubbles soft pop
Is also
The pop of a life
That has met its untimely demise
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silent screams
Poetrythe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
