Who stands tall only to drop hard and fast
the plaster ripped, flesh exposed on the eyes of the fallen
rising again is not the only option
what is to lay down and gaze at the stars in this broken attraction

Outstretched arms with backs on the grass
watching the clouds pass to let go of such instants aghast
and so the pain will be present as they lay downtrodden
what is another minute before the hurt is no longer forgotten

Stand they must and continue they will
a subtle sting will remain forever in vein so shrill
bowing their head with a dent in their back
walking away with their lives no longer intact

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