Feigning this disdain
For my refrain is incomplete
Deigning to be sane
It seems my pain is obsolete
Feeling unappealing
Has been stealing all my pride
Dealing with your kneeling
Left me reeling at your side
Trying this whole flying thing
Yet dying in the hall
Crying and denying
No use trying after all
Swept aside and then forgotten
What good do I do?
Wept and cried for how I fought
And lost my love for you
Death belied my youthful pride
Revealing it as folly
Breath inside begins to rot
Leaving me melancholy
End it here or see your fears
are mirrored in my aura
Painfully clear to see you dear
A box postmarked 'Pandora'...
By
~Codaniel Von Johnson~
Much Love
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