Wingman

Those questions I’ll ask even if you don’t want me to;
Those paper planes where have they lost that we once had flown through.
A rainy day on our way as we marched to the school;
Those trembling pines scared to death saw us and waved at too.

And now I’m bruised and sad,
Walking through the sidewalk without you.
It’s hard to lose a wingman,
Weak I was and will ever be without you.

Wish I was stronger, tossed the earth and gave a fight.
Took a leap, made a move and saved the plight.
I had said I’d watch your back;
And each day I became a lesser hero.

And now I’m bruised and sad,
Walking through the sidewalk without you.
It’s hard to lose a wingman,
Weak I was and will ever be without you.

~KMnO4

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