Nathalia Hunter Poems

Flowers dangling above her,
It's colors pink, green, and brown.

There's nothing but this empty bench beside her.
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Sounds that make out words
Spill out of her mouth.
They form sentences
I can no longer hear,
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As he runs to the end of the world,
He will find the sun beaming down on him.
Its bright steaming rays will burn through his soul.
Granted he will fall to the floor weaping to the empty air-
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This feeling overwhelms me.
It takes over my mind..
Fogging up almost every thought before it begins to make sense.
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Camping out,
Watching stars.
Cool air:
Feel the breeze.
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The bright lights shimmering along the ground
Guide us to the runway as our plane prepairs for its departure.

The sky: a black sea
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