Our Independence Day
By Anglia Emmendorfer
You Felt My Pain
I Melt Into Yours.
We Are Burnt And Broken
But Oh So Loveable.
Our
Whispers Echo In Triple Forte’
Wishes
To Have Met
And
Loved Long Ago.
Now,
We See Shades Of Grey,
Blurred
Lines Of Vision,
And
Sound Without Decimals.
Love
Was Not Grand Back Then;
Not
Being Truly Grounded,
Not
The Love Deserved,
Or
Without Life Lessons To Polish
And
Make It Shine In The End.
Now,
We Love In Silence
Like
Hidden Lovers
Dancing
In Shadows
On
Independence Day.
Fate Intertwines
Two Souls;
A Leap of Faith.
You Dancing Backwards
Trusting Me To Lead
Forward To New Memories;
Our Waltz To Last Chance Destiny.
No Landing Gear
No Parachute To Soften
Impact
Only A Sail,
Stern And Bow
Lets The Wind
Lift Us
And Grant Smooth
Sailing;
Thousand Miles Away.
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