FlightA Poem by +Naomi+...Feathery black wings wet with morning dew, soft pale lips pressed upon my own. Don't go back to their world, darling. Don't. Stay upon this unforgiving planet, I don't care if it's a sin. Your flight pattern is so unpredictable. I don't even know if you'll stay. Fallen Angel... Don't go. Don't run. Don't fly... ***Another shape poem. In shape of a skull :P
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Added on May 21, 2011Last Updated on May 21, 2011 Author+Naomi+Chicago, ILAboutHey. I'm Naomi Williams. I'm 13 years old and have been writing since...well ever since I can remember. I tend to write some really weird poetry that usually comes out of what I'm feeling at that mome.. more..Writing
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