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Aug 2016
Fly
It’s as dark as the brightest hue, Nothing gold can stay so the dark, Creeps into view,
And I am haunted with thoughts,
The thoughts are of you,
Your smile,
the smirk,
everything,
It’s all you,
Scattered thoughts and shattered hearts,
Nothing can ever stay,
Because even the brightest hue,
Will fade away,
Like remembering Sunday,
I’ll fall to my knees,
As hell greets me,
I believe that this,
Is as dark as the brightest hue,
But I can’t find you.
You weren’t gold,
You aren’t perfect,
But you’re gone now,
And as I think of you,
You were as dark as the brightest hue,
Hidden in the shadows,
I found you.
Scars on your wrist and legs,
With your suicide date already ahead, I got on my knees,
I begged you to stay,
But you told me,
“I wanted to fly but I was too scared to try.”
I never knew you meant to die.
.
You aren’t the darkest hue,
Or the brightest,
You aren’t the sunrise,
Or the moon in the sky,
You are when the moon,
And the sun fell in love,
With you being the moon and I the sun,
We are as dark as the brightest hue. As you creep into view,
I love you.
More than our darkest hue,
So now I fly,
I’m no longer afraid to try,
And now I know,
Nobody will know I meant to die.
R R
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