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  • Writer's pictureErin

Hoax

cruel summer turned

into cruel spring,

and the grin of a devil,

now somber.


what was once

delicate

has shattered

into a thousand pieces.


watching as she too,

turned into one of the

girls he loved,

past tense.


there's something in the

happiness of then

and now,

that causes tears to fall:


the invisible string

now broken in front

of our eyes.


was this all just

a hoax?



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