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Scissors

He is gone and what's worse it's by his own choice...
his own damn choice!
There was a time when the rain was ours to dance in.
The stars only shined for us.
They use to keep us together and now they only measure the distance..
I could go to the moon and back on the distance you made between us.
And I was blinded from the cold reality, but now lightening strikes.
There you are, naked for all to see.
There was a point when we could fly on promises..
but one by one those promises were ignored
and one by one my feathers crashed to the ground.
Now I can't fly.
"Look, someone has cut my wings", I cry..
Only to see you standing there with the scissors...

2000,Katrina Rose
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