Picking up my pieces
They crumble in my hand
They disappear anonymously
Like a castle in the sand
My tide has finally come in for me;
My sun has fin'ly set,
The day is done, the world has turned,
I wait for what comes next.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
RoseOzera
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