Contributor: Lyla Sommersby

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And then one day you were gone.
Your eyes gone glassy
Your touch distant, cold
Briefly, I thought I saw you smile
Thought your tears were more
Than just dust
Than just some spilled soul
Trickling through
Trickling from you
Like stars in flight
Forever blurring my eyes
Forever burning through
Forever just passing through
Just like you,
Just like you.


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I am a student in Miami, Florida. Painting is my other love. My first book, Sketches of Someone, is available through Thunderune Publishing.