A dreadful poem.
As I walk within these walls called life
Seldom do I see you smile
Smitten but not broken
Hearts tend to listen
Screaming at the top of my lungs
Breathing the air sharing it with you
Swimming deeper and deeper into the vast ocean
Where no one can ever see you once more
Though you passed by me every night
Every year and every second of the moment
Watching you fly so high
I’m watching dead people fly…
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