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Lost Pieces

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Rebel-for-a-Cause

Published: Jun 23, 2016

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Feels like I'm flying
Though my feet's on the ground
Space has filled the holes left behind
By the chipped off pieces of my mind
I can feel my feeling dull
As another piece of me
Floats away into the stars
Never to be retrieved

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For the Awareness of the Arts: Into The Stars contest.

Me and AmoreSyLv worked together to tell about losing yourself. She put a whole interpretation in the description of her painting and it's awesome and makes my poem seem so deep so I'll let her tell you more.

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Karendrae

Jul 17, 2016

This piece works really well with the picture ^_^. I reread it after reading your partners interpretation and I think you guys did extremely well together. Thanks for joining this competition with all of us. It's been super fun ^_^.

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