That’s Just Like Her

 

Inspiration is fleeting

Time keeps repeating

Feelings of nothingness fill her soul

Dredging deeper she’s no longer whole

Passions fizzle to oblivion

A flicker of hope illuminates her delirium

Bright as a firework in a velvet sky

Fades as soon as it catches her eye

 Dimming quicker than a roman candle

Lit by a midsummer vandal

A shooting star in the distance but she doesn’t make a wish

Wishes are for fools who believe love exists

Doomed to ill-tempted fate

An out of control infatuation that cannot wait

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