Every moment will pass,
they always do.
thought it is sad,
all you can do is hold onto it.
like a brother holding onto his beloved,
Lunging by salt tarnished seas,
as they dive into phthalo.
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Author:
Butter :3 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 20 day… or maybe of not. I don’t recall or care. Just want to hold on. Maybe to this. Or just the way in which I am. Nothing will ever stay the same.
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Comments4
Now that is a word that I have not encountered in poetry but describes well the color of the sea under bright sun. Well written
It is the closest word I could find to describe the ink blue that fills the veins of a magic 8 ball.
Quite the word indeed.
A beautiful thoughtful poem in a pictorial dress.
Thank you, for your wonder.
Nicely done
:3 thanks
Butter, there’s a sadness here I know well. Sometimes all you can do is hold on while knowing damn well you can’t make a moment stay. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Yep :3
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