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Fly Away
Broken wings try vainly to pick you up
Your frenzied cries alert Him to stop
Please, you beg, don’t come this way
Yet here He comes, a dubious renege
The space grows closer between Him and you
Your inner boy soldier plays the drums for two
Stand your ground, you think, I won’t fail this time, I-
But it’s too late to prepare, He’s coming your way
To you: chameleon whose raider is inches afar
Unknowingly deer and lion, apart yet on par
He smiles and you wave, cursing under your breath
Silent tears fall as His words caress your face
This, for some reason, the highlight of your day
Smiling on the outside, while inside you’re gray
You hug Him goodbye, you say your farewells
Can’t help but go limp as his strut leaves your ears
You open your journal, another line struck
How many chances will you get and mess up?
You gather your courage, you stand up, and tall
This time you’ll tell Him, once and for all
You find Him and roar as you heart tells you to
To a hesitant audience, not sure what to do
He brushes it off as a cute little joke
Between two guys with a lifetime’s worth of camaraderie and support
But He can’t hear you in His unwitting bliss
He passes you by, your hand brushes His
Your effort for naught as your heart falls to its knees
The third time this day, the third time you speak
You say you won’t try again; you’ll forget what this is
Because a heart can’t fly away on two broken wings

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