Paper Plane
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Since you left, I've been unable to dream,
thrashing about in tangled sheets all night.
I fold paper planes, odd as that may seem,
preparing the night's fledgling fears for flight.
I believed we'd be together till death,
and yet, you left, and I’m alone and scared.
Without you, I've no reason to draw breath,
what kept me going was thinking you cared.
I scribble down my anger and my pain,
describing just how much love has hurt me.
And fold the page into a paper plane,
hoping the hand of fate will set it free.
And await a breeze to launch my letter;
for once that plane takes flight, I'll sleep better.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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