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A tear falls from her eye
Thoughts racing in her mind
Pleading to the sky for mercy
Her lovers now passed on
He taught her to be strong
Now she only drinks her wine
when she is thirsty
This helps to ease her pain
For the feelings that remain
A broken heart is still worthy of a mending
A thunderous ovation!
He bowed down to the crowd
It lasted for a minute
The crowd was very loud
He stood there with conviction
His performance was elite
In the role in which he played
A liar and a cheat
There was no room for error
So he rendered it complete
As he smiled at the roses
Gathered by his feet
Counted on, but don’t come through
Stuck in just one point of view
Never sure of what to do
To justify the means
Mind is racing, spinning wheels
We’ll never know the pain he feels
The alternative, has less appeal
And doesn’t come with laughter
Only tears and big regrets
Not knowing where to place his bets
He constantly wonders why he let
His loved one get away
So pleasing to the eye
Are the colors of the sky
Bouncing off the clouds
In an incandescent light
Bound to earn their worth
In heaven and on earth
Without even a question as to why
We accept it and move on
Before the clouds are gone
And the sun comes out again for its reply
Then settle under shade
With sips of lemonade
And wave up to the clouds to say goodbye
You’ve eclipsed my expectations
You’ve opened up my eyes
What I believed before, is no more, to my surprise
Your grace under pressure
Your fortitude and drive
You’ve exceeded every notion, of what it takes to be alive
I commend your motivation
Your inspiration, and pride
Your willingness to carry on, when you’ve been denied
You’re open to adapt
Despite your being shy
You’ve answered every question with a smile, big and wide
I’m struggling, trying to stay afloat
It’s been on my mind, what you said, the last time that we spoke
I can’t clear my head or focus, when you think it’s all a joke
I just need to carry-on, when it’s clear that I can’t cope
And tie a knot, with all I’ve got, at the end of my own rope
The astronaut had landed
First foot to touch the ground
He planted his flag
He’d constantly brag
And he’d walk around town pretty proud
But that was back then
And today is today
And no further progress
Has ever been made
It’s such a shame
But he’s not to blame
He did all that he could, if not more
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