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Miss, will you ever speak to me again? I remember your sad mesmerizing eyes ascend higher and higher as you watched our miseries unfold. I flapped my crooked wings in excited turmoil wishing you’d applaud my sordid display. I watched you slowly climb into the heavenly skies gazing onto darkness. Now in my final stretch, I clamour around in bouts of frenzied spasms desperately trying to liftoff; even though you left me forever, for better things.

Days full of emptiness, Nights spent recreating false illusions Restless in both. If I could only forget, Idling with her Under the warm splendour of dreamy skies Gazing onto fields of green, Her hair glazed in golden glory Frolick across her spotless skin; If I had only gently moved them To reveal her soft eyes Blossom under the dark blue skies. Now Scarred by promises of past grandeur I live my life in sultry stagnation If I could only forget And live free of regret.