I’ve taken these figments of my imagination
And stitched them together
Like a skilled tailor
You exist only in my eyes
Because that is where I made you
I molded you to be the picture to fit my frame
I covered you in glass to keep you safe.
With time, dust and filth settled in
The glass started cracking
I slowly saw the line between creation and reality
My ears were pierced by the shattering
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The Poetry Bar is open again so you can submit your poetry, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog and Instagram/TikTok account to the email poetrybar1@gmail.com and then it will be shared for the Bar to read.
Beautiful, Luna!