The words appear.
Then erase.
Leave no trace.
Leave no trace.

The movement draws the eye.
Be quick before it dies.

Erase the lines from the picture.
Leave an ingredient out of the mixture.

Leave no face.
Leave no taste.

Tentative.
Transient.
A moment here.
A moment gone.

A thing of past
Watch it go.
It goes so fast.

Becomes a ghost.
Alas.
How long was it going to last?

What was it you were trying to say?
Nevermind. Words betray.

To the one who wrote in the chat, entirely in verse, and then quickly erased it.

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