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Jul 2020
if I believed in us

I would fight you
on that final goodbye

plunge my hands
into your chest
and rip out your heart
and beg

you to change
your mind

but I don’t believe in us

not anymore

we are Icarus
we flew to close to
the sun of love

and got burnt
Emma Elisabeth Wood
Written by
Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
(F/UK)   
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