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WINNER for the Paper Pals Poetry Contest: Round 1 - A poem of being incomplete. |
A mouth working soundlessly as a landed fish begs wordlessly for water's sweet relief, pleading for air that drowns This sun, a life-giver that kills, as scales reflect the blazing starlight It expires without a whimper And behind that deadly lifestar the gentler moon waits in daylight, A silver ghost begging for darkness A lunar mirror of borrowed brilliance and temporary light Always waiting for her moment to shine without another's strength Always only half alive, half herself and half of something else ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |