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Pick Up

Did she fall out of the sky
or did I?

Whoever landed split our world apart
(into your arms

or out of my mind)
I need to make the act undone

before the truth hits bottom
I have fallen, but was it you who let me fall?

I need to fly to you
God knows I've cried for you
and if I could weave wings from tears

I would be there now
for there were tears enough to give the whole world

flight this way.
I am grounded
I was pinned down by my own deeds
My own words wrote this chapter
but now I cannot even speak
too busy keeping my lips pressed tight from
tryingto smile through'pain
your words are the only ones that can finish this
your arms, your wings can lift me back to the sky
or your eyes will be the ones that tum away
and miss seeing me die.

Maureen Brooks

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