WORDS OF THE LIVING
I need you to catch me
Break my fall
Run across the forest ferns
Before my attacker returns
I fade from Zeus's grasp
Cutting through the wind
My hair a long stretched tail
Clouds, witness to this tale
I am falling from the sky
As the minuscule metropolis grows nigh
I need you to grab me as i fall
Deep into summer's fall
The autumn leaves are falling with me
Birds are following me
In search of islands warmer
A sparrow standing on my shoulder
Snow falls onto my face
In desperate need of grace
The icy cold clutches me
Now i can barely see
What is waiting for me
I shut my eyes
My arms open
My fists tightly closed
As the inevitable forebodes
Then there are arms around me
I looked around see to
How you could have saved me
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Words Of The Dead- Words Of The Living- #Wattys2019
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