My Interesting Words Poem

Shy silhouettes,
in suffocating sunlight,
wandering aimlessly in the cold,
searching through their torn realities,
trying desperately to grab onto a shred of something real.

Every footstep they take
beaming with silent bravery
and courage.
Silver thoughts burning away
in a melting pot.
They try to speak,
try relentlessly
to collect syllables
and create words.
Sadly,
they have no lips or tongues.
They were snapped away
with a bitter electric touch.
Tangles desires leading slowly but surely,
to transparent smiles.
The emotions they once had were
heartlessly dragged away
down the dusty staircase,
of a dark abandoned house.
They explore the mangled staircase,
and travel the fractured sidewalks
attempting to ignore the spinning words of betrayal,
shooting from the mouths of the living.
The lost magnetic souls,
attracted to the slithering rumors
and sharp beams of light,
trying to resist its gravitation.
Eventually they move on from this place,
to find peace.
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