November 17, 2016

Blanket laid in the soggy grass

The crescent donut hung high in the sky
Shiny sparkles scattered
across the black hole above us  
Talking about nothing important
but it feels like everything

He tells me about his careless thoughts
Wanting to be different from everyone
His own person
Does things that everyone else is scared of
His clothes
They are all his own
I look at his eyes
Trying to find the unique reflection
That he wishes to possess
And I mirror what he has

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