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I lost

She is mighty.
Brave, powerful and one of a kind.
She is every thought that flows my lonely mind.
I, a stone that resides,
deep within her heart.

It is sadly truth, that she must depart.
Leave me behind,
for I am heavy and weak.
Blind to any other than me.
Crumbling slowly as I speak.
Tired, admitted defeat.
Way before the journey could begin,
I lost.

This body no longer mine.
I, a passenger in time.
Looking through these eyes,
as this vessel flies.

I, a victim of the skies
soar imprisoned in this mind.
Trying to chase a light,
in a sea of darkness.


Inside a cage,
Watch these walls crumble.
Aflame with rage,
I slowly perish at a young age.
Receive applause, bow and leave the stage.

I, know she deserves better.
No one knows where she would have been, if I hadn’t met her.
Perhaps her chest would rise to a calm melody.
Perhaps, not ever.

Though I lost.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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