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A Glimpse into the Future
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Musings- Inspired By You are the remains of a past
I’m too afraid to let go of
although it’s just
as painful holding on-
crystal shards scraping my wrists.
Perspective cracked,
your reflection fell in pieces,
shattered by apathy
when the person you were
became distorted.
I am not your present,
but instead discarded
while you read another’s palms
and make her your future,
rubbing in your good fortune.
My future is unclear,
except for the fact that you
will not be a part of it;
I rather dwell on vague hope
than be destroyed by disappointment.
