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my favourite drink is no longer fanta lemon
i loved
the citrusy smell
and the tang of the lemon
the bubbles from the fizz
but it isn't my favourite anymore
i take a sip
and i don't feel anything
it doesn't remind me of that one summer five years ago
or the touch of fresh cut grass on my bare feet
i don't feel the soft burn from the blazing sun
i don't hear my friends laughter echoing around me
i taste bitter lemons
and there isn't a comforting citrus smell any more
it doesn't fizz like it used to
i don't like fanta lemon anymore
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the stars were in your eyes 💫 - poetry
Poetrypoetry is one thing that keeps me alive, it keeps me going so here are my poems that i wrote when things felt especially hard 💫
