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icarus
March 18, 2024
wax wings
sun stings
falling fast
disregard the past
rose gold feathers
torn up tethers
sunshines of gold
warnings were told
rose stained skin
the free-fall begin
a flurry of burgundy and beige
a bird now free from its cage
the clavicle cracks on impact
yet the wings were still intact
soaring and flying
failing and falling
that's what icarus did
fatality when he was only just a kid
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This was one of my first poems i wrote whenever I was 14 years old. I am now 16, and i never really knew what this poem was supposed to be about until recently. Before it was just something my heart wrote that my brain didn't understand. Now I realize it's something about the lost of childhood and how being pressured to do good in life is stressful on a young soul. Thinking of writing another poem titled "The death of childhood" or something along those lines. Just a kind of sequel of Icarus.