Pollution

Fantasy has polluted my thoughts

Your former love has polluted my heart

Light pollution keeps me from witnessing the beauty in the night skies

Sometimes it takes a huge loss to realize what you care about the most

The loss of beauty, of life and love

Until there is an empty yearning for what isn’t there

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