Fly

aesthetic

Every single time, 

the ending is the same. 

Burning hearts and icy tears.

Flowing through my veins,

is only gut wrenching pain.

Choking back emotions 

and all the unsaid words. 

All I want to do is Fly.

Somewhere so far,

Nobody will be able to recognise

The hollowness in my eyes

and the emptiness in my mind. 

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