Thursday, December 31

Set Ablaze

flying on the tips of wings
of light she's never seen
she's standing in the midst of this
amongst the grove
of unspoken bliss

she's taking flight
above the fire
above the blaze
above the mess
she came to know too well
above the life
she's finally left

now she's calling it a lesson learned
and upwards she rises
slightly broken
but unburned

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