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By Aditi B.
Grade 10, Canada

Why am I still here,

Waiting for you to come by?

When I know that,

You're never going to fly

Through my skies.

I always believed

That you would come;

Always thought you were there.

But hear now,

My hopes they die,


You said you'd come by,

Told me you'd rescue me,

Feed my hungry soul,

Shower me with the very love

I search for,

Crawling through this desert,

My dry lips yearning,

For drops of elixir.

So tell me why I am here,

Waiting for you to come by,

When I know perfectly well,

That you will never fly,

Through my darkened skies.