Youth's stream of dancing diamonds
a sparkling frolic without ending
a burst of naïve-beauty before the fall
at the brink-the pinnacle of big dreams
youth crashes into the cold rocks below
diamonds suffocate in the dirty foam
in a flash, youth is snapping turtle old.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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