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by Megan Nov 13, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Magic is not seeing a rabbit Pop from out of a hat But being on stage, causing kids to ask How'd ya do that?! Magic is that feeling you get when you're with the one you love When they say the magic three and make you soar like a dove Magic is the sensation While you take a drop from whats real Its when you're part of the book you can see what they feel Magic is bowing after you were on stage And hears hands beat as one While you smile and get off stage Saying it was too fun Magic is watching a shooting star Fall from the sky and ignite While darkness is all around Then this shed of light Magic is a feeling you get as you close your eyes and die And death and magic have this is common They are the only times you feel alive