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| What fool am I? (standard:poetry, 123 words) | |||
| Author: J. R. Melton | Added: Apr 28 2002 | Views/Reads: 2749/0 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
| I was actually flying till I shot myself down... | |||
It is a lonely place to be, here under this umbrella. I have only the memory of her for company. I fear that I might soon forget her face, forget her voice, and forget her eyes. What would I have then? I wait for the sky to clear. These four notes that I play over and over in my mind, oh, how they jog my memory and bring me peace--but this is madness! Why did I turn and run from providence? What fool am I? I was actually flying till I shot myself down. Oh, my wings are now broken, warped, and twisted. Could I ever be found? God, grant me a second chance, which is all I pray. One...two...three...four... I cannot forget. Tweet
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