Greater things that come on wingsA Poem by Faust
What would it be like to soar high on wings?
Passed the park, the school, the neighbor's yard, Through the clouds, over the hills, to a place where I don't need to keep guard. Those wings will lift me higher than I have ever been before, Through the night, through the day, through the violence and gore. Toward a freedom that I long to see. On these wings, I will forever be. I don't care what they may say. They don't know what it's like, they don't see it my way. Forever I'll go, Through the late autumn leaves and snow. Never shall I stop. At least not until I reach the top. If there ever comes a day when you are just trying to figure it all out. Talk to a friend and let them know what it's all about. Let them take you upon their wings. Because in this life you can only rely on yourself, your friends, and the love that friendship brings.
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3 Reviews Added on April 1, 2019 Last Updated on April 1, 2019 AuthorFaustSun Prairie, WIAboutI'm back! I don't think anyone noticed that I closed my account for a short time though lol. Basically my sister was messing with my computer and it screwed up my account more..Writing
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