Soaring

He met her

when you met him.

Drowned in the world of love 

never looking back.

Noticing a crack,

in whom a heart brake.

Eye to eye

Wings to fly

High in the night sky

Goodbye.

Flesh was all he wanted,

painted feelings.

Leaving alone a broken soul,

only to soar.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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