It wasn't happiness in the making, it was fools folly.
Momentary, crystal, *shiny and bright.*
Reality lives in different colors, black & white, bare shades of grey.
It wasn't a glorious escape, it was an Olympic dive into an empty pool;
thoughts of tomorrow's shoved aside on a shelf, with room for only now's.
It wasn't meant to be...
Yet it's beauty, ever haunting, catches you in reflection against
telltale glass... Where smiles can't rush.
You have forgotten, moved on, grown up; big words!



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