You’re a thousand feet in the air
And you just keep rising.
You want to go higher, higher,
See how far you have to push to touch the sun.
But darling, so did Icarus,
And the whole of history watched him burn.
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Tea and Poetry
PoetryYou may know me as rollerblading--and--poetry on tumblr, and these are just a few of my poems. Hope you like them!