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Jun 2018
The ****** lays in her bed
of white
She falls to sleep to fly
with the kites

    Her arms caress the sky
    She got her wish she can fly

Then one day she
was greeted by Icarus
And his kiss was sweeter
than licorice

    He coerced her to soar even higher
    And she listened, he was no liar

The sun gazed as she    
changed her colors
No more white,
sorry mother

    She wraps herself up in blood red
    After she fell from the sky like lead

No more ******, no more
innocence
All to give herself to his
blissfulness

    The heavens know all things must end
    But this act she cannot mend

For she can never
take it back
Now she has fallen
with a smack

    [DK]
Dagen Kipling
Written by
Dagen Kipling  21/M/Las Vegas
(21/M/Las Vegas)   
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