Coffee Fueled Thoughts #8

Words
Fall
On the floor.

— Left for dead —

Barely a pulse
They stare upwards
At the stars
Wondering
If
They will
Ever
Be picked up.

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Precious Gems

Broken shards.
Glass falls.
Sapphires
scattered
on the ground.
Teardrops
turn to diamonds…
…as the stars
craving their barren moon
shine in the sky
like twinkling pearls.

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