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Hopeless
IP:
This is inspired by one of my favorite books, The Life History Of A Star. It's called Hopeless:
My head smashes open like a piƱata
Scattering the contents of my mind
Cream-filled thoughts and chewy memory centers
Sweet tears of confetti floating towards the ground
Children dash to scoop up my dreams
Unwrapping my fears and licking up my wishes from their fingers
Savouring the sweetness of my hopeless soul
Sucking the flavour from my drained consciousness
Their little fists clutch the empty wrappers
Soon letting them go, swept away by the wind
Lost and forgotten. Hopeless.
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