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.
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