We flew too close to the sun,
And the heat burned our wings.
It melted our resolve,
It melted our dreams.
We're no longer who we were,
Who we once aspired to be.
Our hearts were set on a goal,
But now we've fallen from grace.
Our wings burned by the heat,
Our once lofty ideals shattered on the ground.
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Ill try to bring it up to 2 chapters/poems a day
Feb. 20, 2024
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𝐎𝐡, 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥.
PoetryMy soul speaks as my soul will. Do not silence it. Some of those poems are just for fun but in the end, they were all written by me, so please don't take any credit from them 1k reads on 24.02.24
