I HURT PEOPLEA Poem by Lost
Icarus flew too close to the sun
He thought she was beautiful Under the spell of her brightness Rarely did he venture into the sky but he didn't mind Taking a risk to be closer to her lightness Pretending not to notice the signs he Eagerly soared closer to their meeting Only she tried to warn him; she begged him to leave Pleading him to believe her but Leading him nearer with her comforting warmth Egregiously
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