Flight Of Icarus Poem by Roy Ruiz
Flight Of Icarus
He was gone
Running away
Flying high not coming back
Time slowed down like a clock without gears
Sweat drips from his forehead
His old home
A normal life
It's for the better it went for the worst;
Chaos in the sky.
He was there
Coming home
Falling down
Coming back
Time gone
Sweat runs up his face
A new home
A new life
It's for the better
It went for the worst;
Chaos in the sky.
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