Disco Ball

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Disco Ball

I watch as it gleams,
The silver light bouncing off my light blue walls.
It fills me with a simple joy.
I reach out and touch it,
Its silver light is now on my finger.
I giggle.

This is what I want to be,
Simple,
Sparkly,
Silver,
Small.
Disco Ball.
"Just remember there's a difference between stalking people on the internet, and going to their house and cutting their skin off." - Jenna Marbles

~ Yeah I'm letting go of what I had, yeah I'm living now and living loud ~




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Aww, this is quite a sweet poem. I love the sheer simplicity and quirkiness of it. Nitpick's though;

#FF0000 ">It fills me with a simple joy. (You've used 'it' two lines down, maybe 'filling me with a simple joy' might flow better?)
I reach out and touch it,
It#FF0000 ">'s silver light is now on my finger.


Overall I enjoyed reading this poem, simple and to the point and reminded me of my party last month. It made me smile. Be proud. :D

~Crim
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This poem made me happy. It's so simple and clear. Sometimes it is just so refreshing to read something that isn't deep or trying to say some kind of spiritual message, but even though it is so simple it still reached me and it still has a lot of emotion in those few lines. It's beautiful.
Dreams come in waves
to take us home
Daylight stitches our eyes open
and we flicker on
-Eyes stitched open:The Telegraphs




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The simplicity of this poem is truly beautiful. I find that I prefer to read shorter poems, because they say so much with so little words. It really speaks of clarity among confusion, I don't know. It's hard to explain my emotion. I really liked it. I've felt this way myself sometimes. Thanks for the read, happy writing (:
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