i drew you five years ago.

sharp charcoal lines – cheekbones, angles, body –
fiery red hair and lipstick to match,
tangoing among the wreckage
as the world burned behind you

sharp tongue and a wit to match,
decisive, confident, beautiful,
red heels, stiletto nails,
a fire burned within you.

today i drew you again.

your tangled hair hiding your face,
of muted blues and grays,
slow-dancing towards the end
as the world grew brighter behind you

soft smiles and gentle responses,
unsure, depressed, faded,
blue jeans and unpainted nails,
the rain fell down within you.

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