Lyra Mae Borrega
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Lyra Mae Borrega Poems
I can't swim, but I crossed the ocean. I'm afraid of heights, but I climbed a mountain. I'm scared of falling, but I took the plunge. Head first, I fell but broke my heart instead;
I walk the streets with your goodbye Traversing aimlessly under an overcast sky Accompanied by thoughts of you Passing by familiar places, seeing them anew
Staring out the window and looking at the sky Revisiting memories of days gone by Holding back tears, trying hard not to cry Remembering that faithful day you said goodbye
Like a shooting star in a starless night sky A sudden flash of light in the dark It was only for an instant, but its absence left a hollow feeling Like a dream unfulfilled
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I can't swim, but I crossed the ocean.
I'm afraid of heights, but I climbed a mountain.
I'm scared of falling, but I took the plunge.
Head first, I fell but broke my heart instead;
Every broken piece still beats for you.