Defeat
She flew too close
And she got burnt
She had tried relentlessly
to get close to him
But failed every time
His flames were far too high
And she couldn't douse them with her love.
She was spent..
And in the end she had to fly away...
With her resplendent wings
carrying her to better tomorrows
Paris Grey
Copyright © Paula Greene | Year Posted 2025
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