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Jul 2020
We were soaring,
But the rain
Was pouring

Foolishly flying,
Whilst the sky
Was crying

Deaf to the thunder,
As she cursed
Our every blunder

We refused to heed,
though the
Lightening did plead

And past the shroud,
Of ominous
Black clouds

Impulsively persisted,
Despite how the
universe resisted

Both arrogant and reckless,
Mimicking the
Dear Icarus

A painful lesson,
Was to follow
Our transgression

We were caught in
A tumult and it was
Our own fault

But you left me there, Alone
To fight the storm
On my own...

Plummeting into the sea
My melted wings could
Not carry me

My heart drowned in
The cold, cold ocean
I paid the price of my
Blind love and
Devotion.
Written by
The Wonderess
67
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