Dissipated

Dissipated

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When I was a little girl, I wanted to learn about the world. I wanted to learn about the darkness of the skies. Instead I learned about an internal fire. I wanted to learn about the oceans of the earth. Instead I learned about the deep salty seas.. I wanted to learn about formations in the land.. Instead I learned about the deep, blood red craters. I wanted to learn what was beneath the surface.. Instead I learned about a heart of gold. When I was a little girl, I wanted to fall in love. I've found the darkness with a boy. He burned with an internal fire. I wanted to stare into his deep blue eyes. The same ones I've watched tears fall from. I wanted to learn about his scars and how he got them. I've seen the razors he drags across his skin. I wanted to know the beauty he held within. I learned about a beating heart. One night internal fire burned out. The salty seas flooded. The blood red craters sunk a little too deep. There was no beating heart anymore. I got what I wanted. This is dissipated
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