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In the middle of my rib-cage
my heart was floating.
Swaying in the air.
Drifting like a migrating bird
seeking warmth.
A river of butterflies;
tumbling and skipping
on their fluttering wings.
Simply from the unwavering eyes
watching me shamelessly.
Mirrored pools of brown.
I attempted to send back a smile;
my heart tried not to crumble
like a freshly baked cookie.
And in a moment it was over.
The only sound a thumping heart
and a soaring soul.
Yet I knew that everybody could hear
the gentle whisper of flapping butterfly wings.
Humming
Skipping
Falling
my heart was floating.
Swaying in the air.
Drifting like a migrating bird
seeking warmth.
A river of butterflies;
tumbling and skipping
on their fluttering wings.
Simply from the unwavering eyes
watching me shamelessly.
Mirrored pools of brown.
I attempted to send back a smile;
my heart tried not to crumble
like a freshly baked cookie.
And in a moment it was over.
The only sound a thumping heart
and a soaring soul.
Yet I knew that everybody could hear
the gentle whisper of flapping butterfly wings.
Humming
Skipping
Falling
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He was expecting fire.
He was expecting light. Everything.
He was not expecting the feeling that his lungs were filling with water and he could not reach the surface.
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Alone.
That word stuck out. Mini had never wanted to be alone. He had never wanted any of this cruel hand p
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"That should do it," you said, snapping Dorian's chest plate back in place. "Try not to take any more bullets until Rudy gets back, okay?" You smiled, "He's a little bit better at this than I am."
Dorian smiled back at you, "I'll do my best."
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"Next Wednesday," You responded, carrying your tools back to the workbench where you'd temporarily set up shop. "I guess he just couldn't tear himself away from the butterbots."
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yup, it is about someone. I caught them looking at me and i tried to smile but i think i just did a nervous twitch xD oh well.
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I love the imagery, and your wording is good (though maybe not such a fan of the use of "while" in the seventh stanza, the sentence would have better punch without). The one thing confusing me is your use of punctuation - why are you using so many periods and capital letters? It kind of makes the poem read as a bunch of sentence fragments from an essay that don't work on their own, versus--without punctuation--reading through like a lyric.