The Man Who FlewA Poem by MercutioThis is somewhat darker then allot of my stuff Its really not "scary" but it is worth a read for fans of dark matters.
The children cry
As they watch a man learn to fly He fell to the ground And turned into a mound It Was not his Fault He simply had a date With his own fate He was strong But he held his pain for o so long The man who flew Once grew He once loved But now he roams with the doves This man had not been old But he was tainted like mold He wanted to fight But he decided to take a flight.
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StatsAuthorMercutioNone, ALAboutJust call me Mercutio. Some of my writings are better then other. I originally tried to make myself age appropriate for everyone ,but eh Im sick of that sh*t. Im a generally nice guy,who cusses a litt.. more..Writing
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