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soft goodbyes
hey there, you little dreamer
you think you’re such a pretty girl
we all know you’re quite the schemer
trying to escape the crumbling world
dear old time will wear you down
and your shackles will start to rust
all this time you’ve sang a sirens song
but it’s only brought you lust
hey there, you little wildflower
i know you think you have it all
where no mere flower will sprout
you just grow up all the walls
they’ll try to rip out your roots
and try to tear down every vine
you never really belonged with us
but you always missed the signs
hey there, you little minx
i know that you think you’re on lock
and if you’re quiet up in your tower
you can hear the chiming of the clock
the time has been counting down
and all your minutes are slowly fading
what did you spend so much time on
that now your body is deteriorating
hey there, you little spitfire
you really put up quite the fight
but you’ve lost all your hold here
now you’re fading out of sight
your kindled flame is now dying out
and the ash is falling all around us
you won’t be written down in legends
or even that much discussed
but hey there, little gust of wind
you think I don’t know who you are
i see you’re still holding onto this world
like a fading and lifeless star
you can’t whip around us enough
for those of us who truly see
but the wind is picking up now
does that mean you’ll leave us be
you think you’re such a pretty girl
we all know you’re quite the schemer
trying to escape the crumbling world
dear old time will wear you down
and your shackles will start to rust
all this time you’ve sang a sirens song
but it’s only brought you lust
hey there, you little wildflower
i know you think you have it all
where no mere flower will sprout
you just grow up all the walls
they’ll try to rip out your roots
and try to tear down every vine
you never really belonged with us
but you always missed the signs
hey there, you little minx
i know that you think you’re on lock
and if you’re quiet up in your tower
you can hear the chiming of the clock
the time has been counting down
and all your minutes are slowly fading
what did you spend so much time on
that now your body is deteriorating
hey there, you little spitfire
you really put up quite the fight
but you’ve lost all your hold here
now you’re fading out of sight
your kindled flame is now dying out
and the ash is falling all around us
you won’t be written down in legends
or even that much discussed
but hey there, little gust of wind
you think I don’t know who you are
i see you’re still holding onto this world
like a fading and lifeless star
you can’t whip around us enough
for those of us who truly see
but the wind is picking up now
does that mean you’ll leave us be
Published 14th Jul 2019
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Anonymous
14th Jul 2019 6:46pm
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14th Jul 2019 6:57pm
Wow, thanks so much for saying that, Sky! You’re a doll❤️ Thanks for the read and comment!
Anonymous
14th Jul 2019 7:04pm
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14th Jul 2019 7:08pm
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- Edited 7th Sep 2022 7:45pm
14th Jul 2019 7:36pm
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14th Jul 2019 9:13pm
14th Jul 2019 11:38pm
Brava Liv! This reads to me likes a children's story with grown up content. The flow and rhyme scheme is somehow comforting.
14th Jul 2019 11:58pm
Oh thank you, Gahddess! I did write it in lullaby form in my head so it’s fitting. Thanks for the read and comment!
15th Jul 2019 00:03am
Thank makes sense. It reminded me of a book I used to read to my kids when they were toddlers where good night with said to animals..."good night little lamb little lamb..." etc. I'll have to reread those stories...they brought me a lot of peace. Keep writing and I'll keep reading .
Anonymous
15th Jul 2019 00:15am
So...now we find you have a cryptic side, even deeper inside, emerged from its hide, the thoughts are so wide, where the beside & the confide coliide...*broadside". I read wide-eyed, as if alongside; please decide to further guide if you'll provide.
15th Jul 2019 00:31am
I liked how you even rhymed your comment! Thanks so much for stopping in to read and comment!
Anonymous
15th Jul 2019 00:48am
Well, you have exposed new talent! Expressions, bona fide, glide, multiplied, seemed to stride on a new tide...and you....astride and brown eyed. If you were here, I'd ask to paint you!
15th Jul 2019 7:22am
15th Jul 2019 2:07pm
15th Jul 2019 3:49pm
No, luv, thank you so much for reading, commenting such kind words, and the generous RL entry. I'm happy you enjoyed it.
16th Jul 2019 5:47am
*geesh* you have matured as a poet in such a short time. loved this one as well
16th Jul 2019 5:47am
*geesh* you have matured as a poet in such a short time. loved this one as well
16th Jul 2019 5:47am
Anonymous
17th Jul 2019 2:32pm
What a fascinating poem. Lyrical & almost haunting. Curious what your inspiration was for this one. Watching your writing grow is a pure joy. ~Willow~
17th Jul 2019 5:52pm
Oh I’m so glad you think so. I have so many wonderful DU writers on here to push me in the direction my creative course is supposed to run❤️ Thanks for the read and comment, dearest Willow!
