Icarus

March 31, 2016

Have you seen the sun?

It's an ever dimming light

Hydrogen at its finest

Waiting to burst

We fly towards it, I fly

You're the sun

I'm the helpless one

Will you burn my wings?

With that smile I feel you will

I will gladly fall

If you catch me

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