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Magical Sparkling Pharmacy

This poem was created by Bazooka a few years ago. Enjoy!

By Bazooka TeachesPublished 8 years ago • Updated 5 years ago • 1 min read

The cosmos of the night sky

crash into a million sparkles

and it’s not that I’m waiting

for the sparkles to fall on me

but when I try it

I realize that I’m changing

as I wait

-

I’ve tried a million times

and it feels sacred

but while I wait and feel sure

something has changed

or something is there

to help stay on my feet

-

This place a pharmacy

where stars pop like pills

changing me

making me

bringing feelings

-

This empty space

full of lights

shines upon me

like a nurse

injecting me with glee

-

This place a pharmacy

made to kill melancholy

or darkness

-

This place

a magical laboratory

of lights, smells,

feelings, angels,

and demons.

-

The perfect place

for me to sing

and be with my

inner light.

-

By Bazooka Teaches

performance poetry

About the Creator

Bazooka Teaches

A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.

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    Written by Bazooka Teaches