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The Girl Life Left Behind

I often wonder what happened to her
that mysterious girl with flawless skin

I wonder if she ran out chasing her dreams
traveling only the roads less taken

Did she find success and happiness?
Or did she wind up drowning in heartache?

Did she end up falling in love with herself?
Or were her insecurities too much to take?

I often find myself admiring her
that thin girl with a bright, shining smile

The way she wore her pride on her shoulders
how her carefree spirit ran wild

Her determination drew people in
she’d captivate those she’d walk passed

Her twinkling eyes would steal your heart
men found themselves lost in one glance

I often wonder what happened to her
that girl who couldn’t be stopped

Pictures are all that seem to be left
of the life of a girl life forgot

I stare at the image admiring her
how she radiated positivity

That girl, she’s a stranger to me now –
she’s the girl who I used to be.

  • The Dalema. December 28, 2016

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Paper Planes Underwater

running backwards on an ice pond
swimming in concrete as it dries
listening with noise-blocking headphones
driving at night without headlights

catching snowflakes in the desert
playing a CD on the burner of the stove
flying a kite made of uranium
aluminum foil painted in gold

campfires lit with frostbite
a ballet without any dancers
when asked to describe what love is
these are my logical answers.

-The Dalema. December 28, 2016

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Wings Of Irony

It’s what happens
when you touch the wings
of a butterfly

Admire the beauty
but from a distance
or they’ll die.

  • The Dalema. December 28, 2016

Wish Upon A Star

If dreams were like wishes
And wishes came true
You’d be healing me
And I’d be saving you

  • The Dalema. December 23, 2016

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