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These wings of glass you gave me;
I spread them, and I flew. They flapped,
fluttered and then I soared.
High and higher, until I danced across the sky.
But in the frigid cold,
up there above the clouds,
they froze, they turned to ice.
These wings of ice I’m left with;
they couldn’t carry me. They cracked,
shattered and then I fell.
Fast and faster, until I crashed into the ground.
And in the searing heat,
down here inside the earth,
I burned, I turned to ash.
We’re flying, falling, dancing;
a never-ending cycle,
vicious, spinning, spiralling;
Down and down and ever downward.
Through the layers of my failure and your regrets.