icarus

Sep 14, 2005 11:28

a blinding light

a momentary flash

a testament

in an instant

to a single scream

then silence

you've served your purpose

boy

proving our bodies are

nothing more than

carbon mass

fuel

waiting to be spent

waiting to be burned

you chase your dream

boy

you take flight

you find your wings

boy

don't lose your way

lay down and rest

boy

you've been spent
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