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Dejure Chronicles

Part One
 
 
 
 
 
 
With the wires  
on high towers
They couldn't  
spread their wings
My guardian angels
 
but I saw them fly...
or an illusion  
of them flying...
 
They gave me
the great hope...
 
but they didn't fly
They just jumped  
from one tower
to another...
 
trying to grab
a piece of clouds
among others
who truly  
had wings
 
~
 
I've learned
to jump
a bit over the
lower wires
hanging on
to the towers
flying on
winged companions
 
I lived an illusion  
I enjoyed it
I believed
I could fly
 
as the towers
kept on growing
 
I couldn't cope  
I was hanging from
where I couldn't even
see my grounds
 
Then..,
I had the greatest fall
crumbling down the towers
breaking every bone
losing all hope
to a dark pit


 
 
 
 
 
dejure
Written by dejure (vick)
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