Icarus

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I was Icarus, and you were the sun. I made wax wings out of love just to be close to you, but just as the story goes I fell. I fell so deep in a sea of despair and hurt, I gave more then I had and I wanted your love a little too much. The fall was hard and heavy in my chest and I wanted for it to be over. I drowned and only a few heard and came to the rescue. But the damage was done I have died on the day I fell. But despise the fall and the hurt I gained wisdom and took that pain turning it into power. Now I know not to go to close to the sun cause I do get burned.

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