Remember when I flew?
Sill-wet-wings wide against the sky,
Riding my own thermals,
Born of the heat of passion
...
Full of hubris, I once thought
I could determine the way.
Born to rule, to be the hero,
I set out to war one day.
...
Chocolate on your lips
And a razor in your hand
You walk away on bare feet
Leaving bloody footprints
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I
I never
I never thought
I never thought that I would
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As a child
Lost in the woods
Of my own accord
I wandered
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The journey begins in earnest,
Away from the wayward light,
Into dark corners,
And dark secrets,
...
Who are you there, on the other side?
At times I hear your faint scratching,
your movements across the thin wall.
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In the fleeting moment of a memory,
You live your life.
At the end all you have is the memory –
The exhale –
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She sits by the river
With her toes breaking the water
And she wonders at the current
And the paths where it may lead her
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