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I wrote a poem
You'll get to hear it in the end
Because it gives to put your soul into print
before reality tags along
and casually
snaps it's wings of
Hold your head in the sky
with the firm belief
that you're not gonna fall
but it always finds a way
to take you down
To a place for us all
right next to each other
And there the streets are all
as clear as your thoughts
petty and self centered
But streamlined
as they should be
And even now with eyes begging
get
me
out
of
here
you insist this just what you wanted
you still look to the sky but with
longing, pride and nothing else
and as it whispers to about the little things
the realization enfolds you
everything you did ever
really love
You abandoned
long ago
But at least you've been given
Someone, someone
to die next to