"The Fall"
Flying like icarus to the top of the world
Painting a picture of a knight with a sword
Standing at the peak. Yet Still looking up
At that moment I freak. I know I will drop
Dancing on the top of a falling tower
Glancing at the clock. It's the final hour
Today is the day I drop my pen
now is the time to pay for my sin
No way to change the past. No way to predict the future
Don't know how much I'll last. But I will protect this picture
Til the very end. Til the mountains bend
There is no saving me now but I can save it I know it
The picture that tells the story of a poet
Verse: by Amir yousry​​​​​​​
Icarus
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Icarus

digital painting that describes the atmosphere of a poem

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