It’s ok to cry

And it’s ok

To ask why

And to sigh

 

At the way

Years seem

To take wings

And fly

 

Wander on by

Until the moment

The world

Grinds to halt

 

And pulls

Out the salt

To cruelly pour

On fresh wounds

 

Where just

Moments before

Wings in flight

Just stop

 

Take up

Bewildered fight

And day

Slams into night

 

 

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