Twilight Everlasting by Evan Wang (14, Pennsylvania)

after magenta skies
there was only twilight 
you called out a name in the night 
and my sincere self answered it

then came the rolling storms
twilight tears of hurt pride
moths burned by the flame
fireflies no longer aflame

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I gave you a second chance
after hearing from a friend of a friend 
that you’ve changed 
and my bones were withered
by the time you allowed the true you
the true blue hate within you
burst out and paint the sky darker
than it already was

the truth can’t be swallowed 
smooth like velvet 
it’s not a lavender scented crisis
no amount of squeezing my eyes shut
can blur out the words of void
that entered my cherry heart 
the day along with I
turned into a violet dye 
painting the skies alive
with thunder not god rays 
grace has no place here
perfection is not in my reflection
that’s what they said 

there are no more swings in the park
I dearly love, for you have rusted the chains
there is only the red hot anger 
from the grip I have on my pen
and the blood between us 
turning grape-colored
boiling with uncertainty  

even the purple skies burn with
lilac clouds in anticipation of knowing
and hearing me say
we have got bad blood