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Aug 2020
Collide violently
With what ought to be
And what my mind screams
Is wrong.

Explosions inside
Serve to drive
Me to hide
For too long.

The sun has come
But the damage is done
So I sit here alone
In the dark.

She whispered to me
That she was meant to be free
And her flame has been gone
From the start.

No skies,
No flight,
I'm grounded
For fear of such heights.
Thunder booms,
Lighting strikes,
I'm hiding
Far from my own mind.
Justin S Wampler
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Justin S Wampler  30/M
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