All The Little Things

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Abstract

l the little things you have forgotten, and the promises you once kept under lock and key, fade away with the sound of the last train while you wave at the opportunity that passed right by you and made your heart skip its final beat.Your pockets are full of memories that trap the light of your sanctimonious sacrifices, and cling on the truth with a hundred talons. The bottle rolls away from your feet, into the

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darkest part of your soul’s station.The air is crisp and passes right through you. Your light escapes from the holes on your skin, and your memories merge with the frayed fibers of the used cotton ball under the mundane fluorescent lamp that you mistake for the center of Creation.Context: This poem was inspired by a person I saw doing drugs nearby a train platform.</article></body>

A poem

All the little things you have forgotten, and the promises you once kept under lock and key, fade away with the sound of the last train while you wave at the opportunity that passed right by you and made your heart skip its final beat.

Your pockets are full of memories that trap the light of your sanctimonious sacrifices, and cling on the truth with a hundred talons. The bottle rolls away from your feet, into the darkest part of your soul’s station.

The air is crisp and passes right through you. Your light escapes from the holes on your skin, and your memories merge with the frayed fibers of the used cotton ball under the mundane fluorescent lamp that you mistake for the center of Creation.

Context: This poem was inspired by a person I saw doing drugs nearby a train platform.