Written by Emily Harstone | October 24, 2016
Plain and empty, like her soul.
All she’d inflated was plainly useless
It wasn’t hard. Wasn’t easy either.
She looked around… things were worse…
After the party nobody would stay
Needing more color in my life.
Purity of expression was achieved cleanly.
One balloon away from flying home.
He lost out, but I’m ballooning.
If your bubble bursts grab another.
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Plain and empty, like her soul.
All she’d inflated was plainly useless
It wasn’t hard. Wasn’t easy either.
She looked around… things were worse…
After the party nobody would stay
Needing more color in my life.
Purity of expression was achieved cleanly.
One balloon away from flying home.
He lost out, but I’m ballooning.
If your bubble bursts grab another.