my eyes hold a camera
the ones you find today
capturing beauty and life
with a single snap;
a single blink
everyday a new picture
captured in the same way
the color, the brightness
the same everyday.
then came the pain
the shattering of a lens
the excruciating pain, a broken camera
another day, a new picture
captured, now, in a different way
no color, no brightness
the same from that day
- expressed in a poetry recital by Everleigh
[ a girl who found the darkness in her bright world ]
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Shades Of You
Poetry" a carefully trapped universe, retrieved from poetic souls, spilled out in the form of ink " *** [ lowercase intended ]
