Pebbles we throw away, into the pond of life,
Forming ripples with a butterfly effect,
At the same time creating bubbles, released from the memory,
Along with the hidden tears of a broken heart,
Hoping for destiny to come to reality,
To finally crash the pain in flames,
And fill the empty space that is Oblivion,
For new pebbles we are yet to find,
So that hearts beat to a fine tune at equilibrium,
To have a clear sky and see the sun,
Better yet a star filled night,
Constellations of the past life no longer visible,
Just emotions amounting to heights of celestial beings,
That's how you make me feel,
I can finally peek into this bubble,
Where you've made it possible for us to set these pebbles,
Bloop Bloop Bloop they go in, freed from lifes servile bonds,
No more ripples just bubbly emotions, onto lifes pebbled pathway
At rest,finally on the white sandy sea shore,
My bubble to my pebbles
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