flyingA Poem by <3Once upon a time I went for a fly. Didn't touch the sky but I tried, I tried.
Told me to try again cause we're such good friends showed me how to bend showed how to blend
So I flapped my wings once more flew through an open door didn't know what for til I saw what I swore til I saw what I swore til saw what I swore
was the answer to every question I've ever asked myself at night
as I was laying in bed and staring at ceiling tired from flying and pissed the paint was peeling Oh I think the sky was selling, think the sky was dealing but the moon knows I miss the awkward feeling
Once upon a time I went for a fly look, I didn't die and I'm not as shy
Once I took a soar looking for something more but I only took a tour on one museum floor And I saw what I swore I saw what I swore I saw what I swore was the answer
as I was laying in bed and staring at ceiling tired from flying and pissed the paint was peeling Oh I think the sky was selling, think the sky was dealing but the moon knows I miss the awkward feeling © 2009 <3 |
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Added on June 29, 2009 |