Delay
Apprehensive.
Cold.
The wind
breaks
the crumbling
barriers.
Naked and
trembling
you shield your
body.
The senses
delude.
You are numb.
Knives peirce the bonds.
Impetuous decisions
are
everywhere.
Yet, you
wait
wait
wait.
Decomposing.
until the day the
wind breaks
you wont spread
your
wings.
Until the blue skies
are prevelant
you decide to lay
with dreams.
What a lovely
day
it will
be,
When the storm finally
dies.
Beyond the
seas
youll soar and soar
content,
dark clouds
no
more.
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