What Happens
I found myself pride
Courage in strides
For a moment there
I felt no care
My life was free
There was nothing to need
Just one simple glimpse
And my stride is a limp
My pride breaks and shatters
And things started to matter
With one little smile
My mind's in denial
I cannot hide
With a dream like sigh
What happens is this:
An inevitable kiss
poem by Alyssa Rieper
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