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I wish I knew what to say,
Have a mind full of words
Yet to be spoken, to be written,
Colored in every shade of the rainbow,
Cover emotions with how the human eye can see,
This is a new start, new topics, new words,
A creative me, a flower ready to bloom,
With a mouth to burst open,
A stranger, finding their place,
In a clear blue ocean, a pirate sailing to the edge of the world,
Searching for new treasures hidden in the sea.
[mon-a-chop-sis]
What am I to this world but a plastic bottle in the ocean? Thrown aside to get lost in the waves. An empty reminder of what once was forever stuck as a shell of what could have been.
Maybe I could be something to her.
Am I worthy to breathe the very oxygen that fills her lungs? Worthy enough to share my days beneath the sun and under the moonlight by her side?
Or am I just a plastic bottle reflecting the sun light long enough to trick foolish eyes that I am a diamond?
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Emily & Riley: A queer Story